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Holiday Foursome

By: SimonSays1



The Beginning

"Can I have a go?"

Tom looked across at Brenda as she started to get up from the deck where she'd been sunbathing while he steered the catamaran back towards the island they were holidaying on with Simon and Marie, their good friends.

As he watched her, his cock stiffened slightly at the sight of her deeply tanned cleavage as she stood up, as her firm breasts swayed forward. Not for the first time, he wondered how her tiny bikini top managed to cope with the fullness of her breasts. As she slowly crossed the deck towards him, he drank in her still firm body, her full breasts, the deliciously soft curves of her belly and hips. She was tanned a deep brown, the delights of her body barely hidden by her bikini.

She grinned at him as she moved to stand beside him. She reached up and kissed him softly, her lips moist on his, her tongue flicking quickly into his mouth as his arm snaked around her. Tom pulled her gently to him, his arm holding her tight. They kissed slowly, passionately, their tongues exploring, her breasts pressing against his bare chest, his cock reaching out to her.

Tom moaned softly as felt her nipples hard against him through the flimsy material of her bikini. He held her tighter, his cock pressing against her pussy. He felt her respond, her tongue sliding deeper as she pushed back, her mound hard against him. As they breathlessly broke their kiss, Brenda turned in the circle of Tom's arms and grabbed the wheel.

"Now," she exclaimed, "How do I do this?"

From across the other side of the deck, Simon looked up from the book he was reading. Marie was stretched out beside him on the deck, her eyes closed, enjoying the late afternoon sun. They were on their way back from a day out to a neighbouring island. As always, they had had a great day, enjoying each others company to full. But now, both couples were happy to be heading back to the on the main island, back to the privacy of the bungalows that made up the resort.

Tom was stood close behind Brenda now, his hands on top of hers as he showed her how to guide the catamaran back towards the small bay they were heading for. Simon's cock stirred as he watched them, as he looked appreciatively at Brenda. Like Marie and Simon, Brenda was in her mid forties, Tom a couple of years older. Both of the ladies spent time in a gym – that was how they met – and it showed – they both looked fantastic.

Brenda was the more voluptuous of the two of them, with large, firm, rounded breasts, and wide dark nipples that responded to the slightest provocation. Her belly was flat, while her still narrow waist flared out to meet her softly rounded hips and shapely legs. Her dark hair hung around her tanned face, framing her round face, brown eyes, and full, kissable lips.

Simon felt the stirring of his cock again as he watched their friends a moment longer, watching Brenda carefully as Tom stepped even closer to her. He glanced over his shoulder at Marie, who was lying behind him. 

She was lying on her front, but he could imagine her pert, but full, breasts, the wide aureoles, the pointed nipples, that he knew so well. Her bikini was so skimpy, the bottoms were little more than a thong really, leaving most of her firm ass naked to his gaze. The strings of the bottoms were tied at the sides, leaving her long, tanned legs naked to blend into the soft swell of her hips, and upwards to her smooth, flat belly and slim body. Her blonde hair was tied back in a pony tail, away from her pretty face.

They had all met about ten years before, and had become the best of friends. All four of them flirted outrageously, but somehow nothing more than the odd passionate embrace had ever happened between them. They had even made love in the same room before, sneaking glances at each other, but never taking it further, perhaps not wanting to risk the friendship they all valued so much.

But recently, as their children had grown up and they had all had more time to themselves, that bubbling undercurrent seemed to have risen closer to the surface. This was the first time that the four of them had been away together without the children for more than a few days at a time. In arranging this holiday together, they had all wondered what might happen between them, if the right opportunity arose.

They were all totally relaxed in each others company, and getting changed to go swimming and the like in front of the others didn't bother them at all. The girls were more than happy to make comments about the men as they changed, and quite enjoyed being watched as they slipped into their tiny bikini's or sunbathed topless.

Tom slid his hands up Brenda's arms, her hands continuing to rest lightly on the steering gear. He massaged her shoulders slowly, before slipping his hands around her waist. Her belly felt warm under his hands as she nestled back against him, enjoying the feel of his powerful body behind her. She ground her ass back against his still rising cock as he moved his hands up to cup her breasts. 

The soft moan that escaped from Brenda's lips as Tom rubbed her erect nipples between his fingers and thumbs brought Simon back to the present. He glanced over, smiling to himself as Brenda twisted her head around to kiss Tom. Their tongues swirled over each other as Tom dropped one arm down to around Brenda's waist and pulled her tight to him.

Tom's cock was rock hard now, lying tight between Brenda's firm ass cheeks, only the flimsy material of her bikini separating them. Reaching down, Tom slipped a hand into the front of Brenda's bikini bottoms. He pressed on her clit, and then rubbed her, before sliding his finger through her soft hair and down along her lips. Her warm wetness sprung out onto his finger as she pushed herself forward to meet his probing finger.

Brenda gasped with disappointment as Tom pulled his hand away, but then sighed with pleasure as she felt him pull his cock out of his swimming trunks. He pushed his cock awkwardly into the back of Brenda's bikini, immediately feeling her pushing back against him. His thick cock, pointing downwards, slid easily down between her cheeks, the tip dripping pre cum as it rode over her puckered hole and down towards her pussy.

Tom held Brenda tight, one hand on her belly, the other back on her breast. He leant down and kissed the side of her neck, listening to her contented sighs as his cock rubbed against each of her holes in turn, as he moved his cock against her. As her sighs became more vocal, his hand moved from her belly back to her clit, his finger moving in small circles around the nub of rubbery flesh.

"Are they...?"

Marie had rolled over as she had listened to Brenda, and was now lying behind Simon, her pert breasts against him, her nipples swelling into hard pebbles as they watched their friends.

Simon didn't answer, but watched as Tom moved his hips, pushing his cock down over Brenda's ass as she moved with him. He was pinching her nipple gently, his fingers moving rapidly over her clit, his cock head rubbing against her ass and pussy.

Brenda bit her lip as she came, trying unsuccessfully to stifle her moans as a wave of intense pleasure flooded her body. Tom cupped her mound, feeling her pussy throbbing against him, feeling her wetness on his hand. Brenda's legs felt limp, but Tom's strong arm held her to him, his stiff cock still nestling against her. He leant forward, his mouth close to her ear. She moaned as he spoke.

"We need to get back," he whispered, "So that I can fuck you... hard"

"Yesssss," she gasped, pushing her ass back against him, needing him, wanting him.

She turned around in his arms, letting him take over the steering as she draped her arms around his neck and gave him a lingering kiss.

"Thank you," she whispered.

She reached for his cock and squeezed his shaft, oblivious to Simon and Marie as she whispered to Tom to "take her home."

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Half an hour later, they stumbled through their bungalow door. They dropped their bags and towels on the floor as Tom kicked the door shut behind them, and pulled his tee shirt over his head. Tom backed Brenda against the wall as she reached for him, her arms around his neck as he tugged at the strings of her bikini top, as their lips met, as their tongues explored.

Her breasts sprung free, her nipples dark and erect, as Tom pulled her bikini away from her. He reached for her, cupping her full breasts in his hands before dipping his head and sucking a rubbery nipple into his mouth, his tongue flicking around her sensitive flesh as Brenda held his head to her. She moaned out loud, pushing her breasts forward towards his eager mouth, pulling his head from one ripe breast to the other.

Brenda's pussy was throbbing madly as she pulled Tom back up to her and thrust her tongue into his mouth. They kissed urgently before Brenda dropped to her knees. Looking up at Tom, she grabbed the waistband of his shorts and dragged them – and the swimming trunks he still wore underneath – down to his thighs. His cock sprung free, thick and hard.

For a few seconds, Brenda stared at her husbands cock, watching it swaying in front of him, the head covered in pre cum. Still looking up at him, she reached up and took his shaft in her hand, squeezing him as she flicked a bead of pre cum away from his cock head with her tongue. She reached up for his balls as she held his cock flat against his belly, listening to his deep moans as she licked slowly along his cock, from the base of his shaft to the tip. 

Brenda ran her lips back down Tom's cock, leaving wet trails behind from her tongue. She sucked one of his balls into her mouth, rolling it gently around with her tongue while her hand slid slowly up and down his shaft. Tom eased his legs apart as Brenda slipped her hand between them, probing gently with her finger as her mouth moved from his balls back up to cock.

She pulled Tom's cock towards her and sunk her mouth down onto him, making him cry out as she sucked half his length into her hungry mouth. He reached for her head, his fingers entwined in her mass of hair as his hips jerked forward, fucking her mouth, her tongue rubbing across his cock head and along his shaft.

Abruptly, Tom pulled Brenda to her feet. Backing her against the wall again, he pulled at the wrap she had slipped around her waist before leaving the boat. The material ripped in his hands as he dragged it from her. As they kissed frantically, Tom held both of Brenda's hands in his, holding them high above her head. With his other hand, he pulled at the ties on the side of Brenda's bikini, before dragging it from between her legs.

Brenda moaned into Tom's mouth as her bikini bottoms were dragged over her pussy and clit, shivers of pleasure, of anticipation, running through her. She fucked Tom's mouth with her agile tongue as he hooked her leg up over his hip, opening up her pussy to him. He guided the tip of his cock towards her pussy, easing just the tip inside her hot, wet body before he reached for her breasts and nipples, his other hand still holding Brenda's hands above her head.

With a cry, he plunged his cock into her, driving her back against the wall with the force of his thrusts. Brenda's pussy stretched around his thick shaft, sucking all him deep inside her needy body. Tom's hand clawed at Brenda's breasts, pinching and pulling at her nipples, as he fucked her, as she fucked him. Their mouths were locked together, muffling their cries, the room echoing to the sounds of Brenda hitting the wall with every thrust of Tom's hips.

Brenda came first, her cries filling the room as waves of pleasure ripped through her. Tom continued fucking her, spreading more pleasure through her, his mouth now hungry for her breasts. Moments later, Tom came, his cum erupting deep inside her. He held his cock deep inside Brenda, reaching for her ass and pulling her tight to him as her pussy moulded itself to him, as his balls sent jet after jet of cum deep inside her.

They slumped against each other, breathing heavily, satisfied at last, at least for now. They kissed gently, lovingly, until Tom's cock slipped from Brenda's body. They held each other for a long time before Brenda spoke.

"Run us a bath," she whispered, "While I get us a drink." 

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In the room next door, Simon and Marie were making love as well, perhaps not as urgently as Tom and Brenda, but no less passionately.

When they had got back from their trip, they had slipped into the shower together to freshen up, their hands roaming easily over each others bodies. As Marie had stroked Simon's cock, her hands slick with soap, he was soon hard, their kisses becoming more intense as his fingers slipped inside Marie, the water cascading over them.

Marie had led Simon to the bed by his cock, the two of them leaving trails of water across the marble tiled floor. They had kissed hungrily, before moving easily to suck and lick at each other. Marie had knelt over her husband, dragging her hard nipples across his strong chest and belly as she dipped her head to suck his cock into her mouth.

As Marie's head bobbed up and down on him, Simon had reached for her ass, pulling her closer to with before sucking on her clit and pussy, his tongue swirling around her sensitive nub of flesh before plunging deep inside her.

Before long, Marie was twisting her lithe body around, and kneeling over Simon. He reached for her full breasts, rubbing his thumbs across her erect nipples as she held his heavy cock upright. They both moaned with pleasure as Marie swept his bulging cock head across her pussy before dropping her body down onto his, driving his cock deep inside her. She dropped forward onto him, as his hands held her ass, as they kissed feverishly.

Simon rolled them over, his cock still inside her. He slid his cock easily into her wanton pussy, listening to Marie's cries as he buried himself deep inside her. Marie threw her arms above her head, her breasts taut across her chest as she arched her back, taking him still deeper inside her. His long, hard cock reached into her, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Her pussy gripped his cock as he thrust into her, their bodies blending into one.

As they moved together, they heard banging from next door, the sound of Brenda being fucked against the wall. Suddenly, Simon became aware of how distracted Marie had become, of how her mind seemed to be elsewhere.

"Do you think they were... on the boat... were they?" she panted, holding him tight inside her, a flush rising up her chest.

"Why?" Simon gasped, "Do wish they had been?"

"Yessss," Marie moaned, as Simon drove into her harder.

Marie reached for her breasts, tugging at her nipples, her head thrown back now, her eyes closed and her mouth open, her breathing sounding harsh.

"Do wish it had been you?" Simon asked, "Being fucked... on the boat... with people watching?"

Marie groaned in response, pulling harder at her nipples, her pussy holding him tighter, her hips bouncing off the bed to meet his thrusts.

"By Tom... his big cock... inside you... fucking you..."

Marie screamed out "Yessss" as she came.

Simon's cock seemed to grow inside her as he heard her response, before his cum gushed into her in a thick torrent, as her orgasm crashed through her. Simon slumped forward, clinging to Marie, their bodies hot together, his mouth close to her ear.

"And me watching you with Brenda... fucking her," he whispered.

"Yes... Yesssss," Marie sighed again, dragging his face towards her and kissing him passionately, his cock already growing inside her throbbing pussy.

They made love frantically, both of them thinking of Tom and Brenda, of what they'd seen on the boat, of what they'd imagined, of what they wanted. Marie's orgasms soared through her, blending into one, as Simon pounded into her. Her eyes were shut as she came, as she cried out. Simon stiffened as she cried out, sure he heard her call "Tom", but not certain as his own orgasm exploded more cum into Marie's hot and wanton pussy.

Later, Marie slept, curled up close to Simon, her arm thrown out across his chest. As she slept, he thought about what had been said. It wasn't the first time that he'd thought about Tom and Brenda, about what might, what could, happen between them. But this time it felt different. Perhaps it was what had happened on the boat, or Marie's reaction, but it was different.

He reached for his cock as he felt it starting to rise up at these thoughts, as he wondered how far Marie would go. He had seen how Tom looked at Marie, and he knew that Tom had caught him looking at Brenda often enough. And then there was the outrageous flirting that they'd all enjoyed. But would they all want more? 

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The next day was spent relaxing, the four of them together. They had already planned a couple of days around the pool, before heading off sailing again on the final day of their holiday. By the pool, Simon could not drag his eyes away from Marie, from Tom and Brenda. Marie hadn't mentioned the previous day again, and it was almost as if it hadn't happened. But it had. He knew exactly what had been said, what had happened, his cock constantly hard as he played it over in his mind time and time again.

Simon wasn't the only one enjoying the sight of Marie and Brenda in their skimpy bikinis. They were all aware of the admiring glances, some more open than others, that they were getting. But it was perhaps Tom who was having the most problems in dragging his eyes away from Marie. He was constantly aware of her, catching her glancing back at him, feeling that something was subtlety different.

As the day wore on, Simon became surer of what he wanted, what they all wanted. That evening, while Marie and Brenda changed for dinner, Simon took Tom down to the bar for a drink.

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The next day was Simon and Marie's wedding anniversary. Marie woke up first, and after rubbing her eyes, she stretched deliciously, her back arched and her hands high above her head, the sunlight filtering past the blinds that covered the doors onto the veranda reflecting off her tanned skin. She sighed contentedly and sunk back onto the bed, before rolling onto her side and looking at Simon. He was still asleep, lying on his back, one knee pulled up at an angle, an arm stretched out.

She sighed again as she ran her eyes over her husbands body in the semi darkness, her hand sliding onto her own breasts as she drank in the sight of his muscular chest and flat stomach, of his strong legs. She licked her lips as her eyes settled on his cock, curled up softly at the junction of his thighs.

She sighed again as she thought back to the previous night, a wicked grin flicking across her face. She reached out and ran her hand lightly over his chest, her fingertips trailing over his small, dark nipples. She felt them tighten under her touch as he moaned softly, but didn't wake up. Moving carefully, she twisted around in the bed, and rested her head gently on his stomach. She drew in the sexy smell of him, of his cock and balls so very close to her face.

Marie moved slightly and licked slowly along his cock, feeling him move under her tongue. She moved more quickly then, gently licking and sucking at his cock and balls, sensing him waking up slowly. She drew his entire cock into her mouth, feeling it harden as she moved her tongue around it. As Simons cock grew to its full imposing length, she let it slip from her mouth, inch by inch. 

Twisting around, she reached up to suck his nipples, before kissing and licking her way back down his body. She ran her nails lightly over him as she moved again, as she dropped to her knees at the end of the bed. She gazed up at his cock, now lying hard on his belly.


Holiday Foursome Ch. 02



Chapter 2: The Lake

The suggestion that they all spend a long weekend at the lake had come only a few days after they had got back from holiday – back from the holiday where Tom and Brenda, and Simon and Marie, good friends for ten years, had at last become lovers.

Before the holiday, they had always had a lot of fun together. They had often flirted outrageously, and there had even been the odd very intimate moment. They had even made love in the same room before, glancing over at each other in the darkness. But until the holiday they had just returned from, that was as far as it had gone. They had all wanted more, but had always held back. 

But all that had changed while they were on holiday - their first long holiday together without their children. During the second half of the holiday, they had discovered just how close they were, as they all became lovers.

As Marie dropped the last few bits and pieces into her bag, she thought back to that holiday, to how it had all happened. Smiling to herself, to thought about the weekend ahead, her pussy tingling at just the thought of what might happen, of being with Simon, with tom and Brenda. In fact, she realised, her pussy had been tingling an awful lot since she had taken the phone call from Tom two weeks earlier. It had been a couple of days after their return from holiday.

"Listen," he'd said, "Do you and Simon fancy a long weekend up at the lake, just the four of us? We could..."

"Do you really need to ask?" Marie had asked him breathlessly.

"Of course we do!" she told him, her heart thumping at the thought of the four of them away together, alone again...

She sighed as Simon wrapped his arms around her, his hands cupping her firm, pert breasts through her thin vest top. As she wriggled her ass back against the hardness of his cock, they both wondered if they had time...but then they heard the crunch of tyres on the drive.

"Later," Marie murmured as she turned in Simon's arms and kissed him, her tongue slipping easily into his mouth as his hands reached for her ass.

"I'll hold you to that," he told her lovingly.

"I should hope so," she laughed, breaking away from him and going to meet their friends.

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As soon as they stepped outside, Tom came across to Marie and held her tight. They kissed, as he held her to him, enjoying the feel of her firm, lithe body against his. Simon came out of the house just behind Marie, and gasped at the sight that greeted him. Brenda had just got out of the open top car, but was now leaning back over the door to get something. The tight shorts she was wearing had ridden up high, showing off her delightfully rounded ass to him. 

Brenda stood up laughing as Simon whistled at her. They kissed easily, their tongues slipping over each other as Brenda draped her arms around his neck, as Simon pulled her to him. He pressed his cock towards her, feeling her responding as they kissed breathlessly.

Tom watched Brenda and Simon together as he walked across to pick up the bags Simon had dropped, his arm around Marie, his cock hard in his shorts. He called out, asking them if they were still coming to the lake, teasing them. Laughing and totally relaxed together, the four of them clambered into the car, with Tom driving and Simon beside him, a sense of anticipation already building.

The first part of the journey flew by, as they chatted and flirted, catching up on what had been happening to them all since they got back from holiday. The sun was shining brightly, adding to their sense of freedom as they headed out of the city and into the country. After a while, they joined a major road, leaving the city far behind them.

They had left home fairly early, hoping to get up to the lake before the midday sun got too hot. After about an hour, Tom pulled over to a service area and parked the car amongst the many lorries, intending to grab some coffees for them all. The plan had been for Tom and Simon to get the drinks, but Brenda and Marie decided to go with them. As soon as they stepped inside, they realised that it might have been a mistake. 

All talking stopped as the twenty or so truckers sat around inside took in the sight of Brenda and Marie stood just inside the door. In their mid forties, both Marie and Brenda still looked stunning, their regular visits to the gym – where they originally met – helping to keep them both looking, and feeling, good.

Brenda was the more voluptuous of the two, her delightfully curvy body and full, firm breasts shown off to perfection by her tight shorts, and the loose cotton blouse she was wearing. Marie was more slender, her pert breasts pressing tightly against the vest top she was wearing, her legs shown off by her short denim skirt. They both looked tanned from their recent holiday, their hair swept back from their faces.

The atmosphere wasn't threatening, but it still made all four of them a little nervous, and they could feel all eyes on them, on Marie and Brenda, as they collected their coffees to take with them. They didn't feel intimidated – far from it, by the time they left, Brenda and Marie were quite excited by the looks they were getting, by the whistles that followed them outside. Tom and Simon, rather than being worried about them, could feel their cocks beginning to harden at how Brenda and Marie were reacting – and by how the drivers were reacting to them.

They walked quickly back to the car, Brenda automatically getting in the front with Tom. As they sat in the car, nothing was said for a few minutes, but they were all very aware of each other. Brenda started to speak first, her hand resting in her lap, her pussy still throbbing against her, but as she opened her mouth, they all heard the sound of a door banging behind them.

They all looked around, and saw half a dozen of the truckers leaving, and heading back towards their lorries. The men spotted them sat in their open top car, and the whistling began again. A couple of the men walked close to them, glancing in to look openly at Brenda and Marie, grinning as they took in the sight of their tanned legs, and their barely hidden breasts.

The car park roared to the sound of the lorry engines starting up, and then all was quiet as they drove off. They all started talking at once, their excitement bubbling to the surface as they talked about what had happened, about the men leering at them.

"We should have given them a proper look," Marie giggled, immediately going red.

"We still can," Brenda told them through their laughter.

Suddenly they were all quiet as Brenda's words sunk in. But nothing was said until Tom reached forward to switch on the car engine, and roared out of the car park after the lorries. As he drove, Tom glanced over at Brenda. She grinned at him, the top buttons of her blouse now undone to show off her deep, tanned cleavage. Behind her, Marie pulled her top down, exposing the top half of her breasts.

They seemed to catch up the first lorry in seconds. Tom slowed down and drove alongside. As Brenda glanced up, she could see that the driver looking down at them. His eyes opened wide as he caught sight of them, as they wriggled about, teasing him. As he whistled at them, Tom accelerated away, the four of them laughing.

As they approached the next lorry, Brenda undid another button or two, her blouse now open to her waist, her full breasts hidden only by her flimsy, lace bra which did little to hide her dark nipples. As they drove alongside, she wriggled forward in her seat so that her shorts dug into her pussy. The driver gasped as he stared down at her breasts, at her nipples, at her shorts cupped tightly around her pussy. After a minute or so, Tom eased the car forward, giving the driver a chance to look down at Marie, at her skirt high up on her tanned thighs.

Tom and Simon were both hard now, watching Marie and Brenda. They could see the remaining two lorries ahead of them, almost nose to tail. As they approached, Simon and Tom watched as Brenda pulled her bra off, leaving her blouse open completely, but just about covering her breasts. Seeing this, Marie leant over and kissed Simon, and then wriggled her panties down her legs. 

Brenda slid forward in her seat again as they drove alongside the next lorry. Her pussy was tingling, her wetness warm against her as her shorts dug into her. The driver whistled and waved, staring down at Brenda and Marie as Tom drove carefully alongside. Marie eased forward, showing off her legs, and then a hint of the hair that barely hid her pussy.

As they reached the last lorry, Brenda let go of her blouse and let it blow free in the wind. The driver looked down at her full, naked breasts, at her rock hard nipples. Behind her, Marie pulled her vest over her head, showing him her taut breasts, her swollen nipples, a hint of her pussy. The driver whistled and shouted as Tom accelerated away, as he looked across at Brenda and back at Marie, at how flushed and excited they looked.

In the back, Simon pulled Marie to him, kissing her hard as he cupped her breasts in his hands, her body hot against him. In the front, Brenda moved across towards Tom, her legs tucked up under her. She held his arm, her breasts pressed against him. Tom gasped as her hand snaked up the leg of his shorts, inside his underwear, to touch him.

"I think you'd better find somewhere to stop," she gasped, before pushing the leg of his shorts out the way, and dragged his cock free. With a quick glance around her, she dipped her head and sucked him into her mouth.

She sucked on the head of his cock, gradually pulling him upright as she pushed more of his shorts out of the way, slipping more of him into her mouth, her lips stretched wide. He groaned, trying to concentrate on his driving, looking frantically for somewhere to turn off the main road.

Tom shot down the first side road he could find, looking for somewhere to park for awhile. He warned Brenda that they were coming up to some buildings.

"Keep driving," she told her, her words muffled by his cock.

She sucked him harder, not caring where they were. Her pussy was throbbing as she sucked him. With Tom's cock still in her mouth, she eased her legs out from underneath herself, and undid her shorts. His cock seemed to swell in her mouth as he watched her hand slide down the front of her shorts, and onto her pussy. Her hand slid up and down, her fingers clearly inside her body.

As they left the few buildings behind them, Brenda quickly sat up and pushed her shorts and wet panties down her legs. She almost ripped her blouse off, her breasts bouncing delightfully. Naked, she sucked Tom's cock back into her mouth, her fingers rubbing her pussy.

"Let me stop," Tom told her, frantically looking for somewhere more private.

"No, keep going."

She re-doubled her efforts, squeezing his balls with one hand, fucking herself with the other, his cock jerking in her mouth, all of them oblivious to the few other vehicles they saw on the road. He let out a deep, rumbling groan as he came, his cum pouring into her mouth. She came moments later, her fingers buried inside her hot pussy.

"Now you can stop," she gasped through a mouthful of cum, needing to hold him.

As they pulled into a lay-by a few minutes later, Brenda glanced back. Simon's shorts were around his knees, his cock rearing up as Marie stroked her hand along his thick, hard length. As Brenda watched, Simon slid along the seat until he was almost lying down. Marie crawled over him, straddled his body as best she could in the confined space, her skirt up around her waist, and pressed her pussy hard against him.

Brenda turned back to Tom as he reached for the switch that closed the roof. As it swung over them, he pulled her to him, and they held each other tight. Tom pulled his shirt open, and held her so that her breasts pressed against him, his hands running lovingly over her naked body. They kissed, Brenda sucking hard on Tom's tongue, wanting more, wanting to feel more of him inside her. 

She reached for his cock, and it wasn't long before she was rewarded as it started to grow in her hand. Brenda smiled through their kiss, loving his powers of recovery and what it always did for them. Tom rubbed her clit before sliding a finger inside her. She gasped as his fingers invaded her, and then again as he sucked an erect nipple into his mouth.

"Not here," she moaned hoarsely.

She pulled his fingers from her pussy, and sucked on them one at a time, licking her juices from him. She quickly pulled her blouse back on before slipping into her shorts. She left her underwear on the floor. As they climbed out of the car, Brenda looked back at Simon and Marie, watching as Simon's cock slid easily into Marie's wet pussy. Tom grabbed her and led her quickly towards some woods about fifty yards back from the lane where he had stopped.

Marie looked up as the car door slammed, oblivious to everything but Simon's cock inside her, stretching her, filling her. She pulled him to her, her tongue meeting his as she thrust into his mouth, as he drove his cock deeper inside her. She felt his hands reaching around to her ass, pulling her down onto his cock as he pushed upwards. 

Tom and Brenda walked quickly, ignoring the few people they passed, eager to be alone. Brenda's breasts moved freely inside her blouse, waves of pleasure running through her as her erect nipples rubbed on the material. She could feel her juices on her thighs, already marking her shorts. They hesitated as they heard muffled cries from behind them. They stopped, and then grinned at each other, imagining Simon's thick cum gushing into Marie, imagining their friends clinging to each other. 

The woods were deserted and dark, with very little sun piercing the dense trees over their heads. They fell into each other's arms in the first small clearing they came to, their lips crushed together. Brenda pressed herself frantically against Tom, wanting his hard flesh inside her tender pussy. They broke apart and dragged each other's clothes off as they fell to the ground.

Tom didn't hesitate as he plunged his cock into her roughly, driving himself as deep as possible into her hot, wanton body. Her cries filled the air, echoing around the trees. He fucked her hard, her juices splashing onto his thighs as he pounded into her. Brenda held her breasts, pinching her nipples, her mouth open, her head thrown back.

She opened her eyes as she felt Tom hesitate momentarily. She saw him looking across the clearing. There was a young couple watching them, both of them clearly aroused by what they saw. The man already had his cock out while the woman was stroking it.

"Let them watch," Brenda thought, Tom watching her closely.

Brenda felt unbelievably turned on knowing that they were being watched.

"Let's give them a show," she told him, pulling him to her for a deep, lingering kiss.

He pulled out of her, his rock hard cock now clearly visible to the other couple. They both heard the woman gasp when she saw his hardness, slick with Brenda's juices. Brenda turned onto all fours, sideways onto the couple, who watched open mouthed as Tom slid back into her from behind.

Her breasts hung low as he fucked her, slowly at first, and then faster.

"Fuck my cunt," she shouted, more to them than to Tom.

The couple's eyes were wide open as Tom pounded into his wife, his balls slapping against her, her breasts now swinging about wildly. The woman had dropped to her knees, and was now sucking her man, her hand moving fast inside her skirt as she finger fucked herself.

As Tom had already cum in the car, he knew he could keep going for as long as Brenda wanted him to. So when her cries intensified, her fucked her harder still. Her pussy was on fire, her juices squelching out of her each time he drove his cock into her.

She screamed as she came, a powerful wave of pleasure reaching every inch of her body. She slumped forward as Tom drove into her one last time, his cock deep inside her as his cum pumped powerfully into her, filling her. They both looked up. The man had his head thrown back, cum shooting out of his cock. The woman was moaning loudly from her own orgasm, her face flushed.

Tom eased his cock out of Brenda as her pussy relaxed, and took her in his arms. The couple were still watching them, but turned and left as Tom and Brenda looked across at them. The woman turned, and smiled, blowing them a kiss as they disappeared into the trees.

They heard a rustle of leaves, and looked across to the path they had walked along, and saw Simon and Marie, watching them, watching the other couple leaving. They went to each other, hugging and kissing, before Tom and Brenda got dressed. They walked slowly back to the car, Tom with his arm around Marie, Simon with Brenda, all of them thinking about their weekend ahead.

* * * * *

The rest of the journey flew by. As Marie and Brenda chatted in the back of the car, Tom told Simon about the lake and cabin. They stopped for some lunch on the way, and then at the grocery store in the nearby town to pick up what they thought they would need for the weekend, but both stops were short, all of them anxious to reach the cabin. It was mid afternoon when they arrived.

The cabin was just what Tom and Brenda had described. Large and airy inside, there were doors from the lounge out onto a wide patio, with steps down onto some grass than led straight to the edge of the lake. There was a hot tub over on one side of the patio, while down by the lake, a couple of boats were tied to a post. The site was surrounded by trees, giving a sense of privacy, while the lake gave a sense of openness.

Tom slipped his arm around Marie and led her down to the lake. Brenda grabbed Simon's hand as they followed them. They stood at the lakes edge. Tom pointed out the island a hundred yards away in the centre of the lake, the houses on the far side, the nearest cabin to them, a few hundreds yards away to the right, and the trees that seemed to stretch on forever to the left.

They stood in silence, drinking in the beauty of what was around them. Marie spoke first, reaching out to squeeze Brenda's hand, before kissing Tom lightly and telling everyone that she thought they were going to have a great weekend!

With a laugh, Brenda led them back indoors. They grabbed their bags, and went upstairs. Simon and Marie were soon unpacking in the guest room. They could hear Tom and Brenda in their room next door, the sound of quiet voices, then a few giggles, and then silence. Marie looked at Simon as they stepped into each others arms, as they fell onto the bed.

When they went back downstairs a while later, Brenda was already in the kitchen unpacking the food they had bought on the way to the cabin. Tom was outside uncovering the hot tub and preparing the barbeque grill for later. Marie whistled when she saw him. 

"They have got to be the shortest shorts I have ever seen!" she told Brenda. 

They laughed together, both of them watching Tom outside. Simon joined them, kissing them both before heading outside, his shorts giving the girls a lot to look at as well.

The afternoon flew by as they settled in, and sat in the warm sun, Brenda and Marie each in the briefest of bikini bottoms, enjoying the warmth of the afternoon sun of their naked breasts – while Tom and Simon simply enjoyed the view. 

As the evening drew in, Brenda and Marie slipped tee shirts on and prepared the food to go with the steaks Tom and Simon were busy cooking on the barbeque. After they had eaten, they stayed out on the patio, enjoying the still evening as they worked their way through another bottle of wine, laughing and chatting together.

Simon and Marie were sat on a wide swing chair, while Tom was sat back on a sun chair, Brenda on his lap. They watched as Marie moved to stretch out, as she rested her head in Simon's lap. And then they watched as Simon wriggled, as Marie turned her head and playfully bit his hardening shaft through his shorts. They listened as Simon moaned softly, as Marie did it again, moving her mouth along his thick shaft, just the thin material of his shorts between her and his hard cock.




Holiday Foursome Ch. 02



Marie slipped from the swing chair onto the patio. Simon sat up a little as she dropped between his legs and ran her hand over the bulge in the front of his shorts. He moaned again as she eased the front of his shorts down, as his cock sprung into view. Marie pulled his shorts down some more so that she could reach in for his balls. She wrapped her other hand around his throbbing shaft, and then leant forward to draw the tip of his cock into her mouth.

Tom and Brenda watched in silence, hardly daring to breath, as Marie sucked on Simon, taking more and more of him into her hungry mouth. They both moaned, their bodies responding to the sight of Marie's head bobbing up and down, to Simons groans of pleasure. Brenda twisted in Tom's lap, pulling him to her, kissing him deeply, her tongue thrusting into his mouth.

They broke their kiss with a gasp, wanting, needing, more. Tom almost pushed Brenda off his lap in his haste. As she knelt down, he stood up and roughly pushed his shorts down onto his thighs. His cock sprung up, the tip dripping with pre cum. He reached for Brenda, his fingers entwined in her hair as he pulled her forward, as she sucked his cock deep into her mouth. 

Marie could feel her own wetness flooding from her as Simon pumped into her mouth. She stroked his shaft with one hand, knowing he was about to cum. She dropped her other hand into her lap, rubbing her clit hard through her bikini, pressing the smooth fabric onto her sensitive skin.

Simon held her head tight as his cum exploded into her mouth. She sucked on him hard, drawing his cum from him, wanting it all. As the torrents of cum subsided, he pulled her to him, his hand cupping her mound as their mouths found each other. She wrapped her arms around his neck as their lips locked together, as their tongues slipped over each other. Simon's hand moved inside her bikini, his fingers slipping easily inside her. She pressed down against him, crying out as the first ripples of pleasure rushed through her.

Tom cried out as he came, Brenda squeezing his balls as his cum filled her mouth. As his cock slipped from between her lips, he eased her back to sit in the chair. On his knees in front of her, he pulled her bikini to one side, and buried his tongue inside her hot pussy. She came almost immediately, oblivious to Marie and Simon watching as she held Tom's head to her, pushing herself hard against Tom as his tongue brought her the release she needed. 

They enjoyed the last of the days warmth sat together on the swing chair, knowing that the evening wasn't quite complete. Gradually their chatting grew less as Brenda twisted her body towards Tom, his arm around her. She slipped her hand inside his shorts again, stroking him, wanting him. Marie and Simon were kissing, their hands moving easily over each other's bodies.

Simon slipped his shorts off again, and pulled Marie onto his lap. She wriggled against him, feeling his cock pressing onto her pussy through her bikini. He pulled her tee shirt over her head, releasing her breasts and swollen nipples for his mouth and hands to enjoy. She pulled him to her, urging him to suck hard on her nipples as she reached for his cock, and guided it into her after pulling her bikini to one side. She sank down onto him, taking him deep into her body.

Brenda and Tom were naked by now, only inches away from Simon and Marie. Brenda was sat back in the swing chair, her pussy perched on the edge as Tom knelt in front of her, driving his cock into her, her hands clutching at her own breasts, rubbing her nipples. They all felt the chair move with every thrust as Tom drove his thick cock into her.

At Simon's urging, Marie stood up. He pulled her bikini bottoms down her legs, leaving her naked. Brenda watched as Marie turned away from them and leant against the edge of the hot tub. She could see her friend's wet pussy pouting from between her damp thighs, the lips red and engorged, waiting for more.

Her view was obscured as Simon stepped across, his long cock waving in front of him before he slipped it easily back inside Marie. He reached forward to cup her breasts as she pushed her firm ass back against him. Brenda watched them as Tom pumped into her. She watched Simon's powerful legs, the muscles rippling across his thighs as he drove his cock into Marie. She shut her eyes, imagining, feeling, Simon behind her, his hands on her, his cock inside her, knowing that soon it would happen.

Their cries filled the silence of the night air as they all came, as cum and juices erupted from them, as orgasms and satisfaction tore through their bodies. They held each other tight afterwards, as their first day together at the lake ended. 

* * * * *

They all slept well, and it was mid morning before anyone stirred. Tom was up first, but was soon joined in the kitchen by Simon, both of them dressed only in shorts. By the time the coffee was hot, Marie and Brenda had come down as well, wrapped in towelling robes. 

They kissed each other "good morning", soft, lingering kisses, with the promise of so much more to come. Marie and Brenda rustled up some breakfast for them. Even though they all chose something light to eat, it still took longer, much longer, than planned as they constantly brushed against each other. They sat around the breakfast bar to eat, perched on high stools, their legs touching as they talked and ate, comfortable in each others company.

Afterwards, they went back upstairs to shower and change for the lazy day they had planned. When they met back downstairs, Tom and Simon were still in shorts, but they both looked appreciatively at Brenda and Marie, in their loose tee shirts and shorts that clung to them in all the right places, but barely hid the tiny bikinis they wore underneath.

As they went out onto the patio that led down to the lake, the heat hit them. The sun was already high in a cloudless, blue sky, the lake shimmering under its gaze. They sat around, laughing and chatting, enjoying each others company, as they sipped on cold drinks.

It was Brenda who suggested that they explore the lake a little. Tom and Marie moaned, saying it was too hot, that they couldn't be bothered. But Simon looked at Brenda, at how the tee shirt she was still wearing clung to her full breasts, and told her that he would love to go with her. He stood up, and stretched out a hand to her, pulling her easily to her feet. As she stood up, she kissed him softly on the lips.

"Let's go have some fun," she said huskily, as she led him down to the lake. 

There were two boats tied up to the small jetty at the end of the deck. They climbed a little unsteadily into a flat bottomed boat. Simon reached out to help Brenda, a tingle going through both of them as his hand brushed against her breast. Brenda sat down in the front of the boat, facing Simon as he grabbed the oars and started to manoeuvre the boat into the open water.

As they moved slowly out onto the lake, they both looked around and quickly realised that they were alone. The grinned at each other, feeling totally relaxed. They chatted quietly, their knees only inches apart.

Brenda leant forward as they spoke, her hands resting lightly on Simon's thighs, feeling the muscles rippling against the palms of her hands as he rowed. She shut her eyes for a moment, remembering last night, and the sight of those powerful muscles flexing as Simon had driven his cock into Marie. She sighed, feeling a flood of wetness to her pussy at the memory. When she opened her eyes, Simon was looking at her intently, as if he could read her mind.

Brenda kept her eyes on his as she sat upright. She grabbed the bottom of her tee shirt and began to slowly lift it up her body, and over her head. She moved slowly, gradually uncovering herself to Simon. He watched, rowing slowly, as her breasts bounced free, her hard nipples and full breasts barely contained by her tiny bikini. She sat upright, her breasts thrust forward, as she dropped her tee shirt onto the floor between then.

Without a word, she stood up. She moved her feet apart to get a better balance, and then turned her back to Simon before starting to ease her shorts down. He watched dry mouthed as she wiggled her ass at him, as her shorts slid over her firmly rounded ass, and down her thighs. Her shorts joined her tee shirt in the bottom of the boat. As she stood up straight again, Brenda looked back over her shoulder.

Simon was staring at her ass, at the perfectly rounded cheek that was exposed where one side of her bikini bottoms had ridden up. He reached out, cupping her firmness briefly, his hand caressing her warm, naked flesh. They both sighed at his touch, Brenda's pussy throbbing at his hand on her, his cock growing in his shorts.

He slid his hand lower, reaching between her legs, his fingers moving to meet her pussy as she pushed her ass back towards him. For a moment his fingers met her warm wetness, but then Brenda was turning to face him, the boat rocking. She sat down, her hands on his thighs again, her bikini leaving little to the imagination.

"Row," she told him, her voice husky, her hands squeezing him.

As he rowed, Brenda's hands slid slowly up and down Simon's thighs, moving with him. She leant towards him, her breasts swinging forward, her nipples rock hard for him to gaze at. Her hands moved higher up his thighs, slipping inside his loose shorts, his hard cock straining to meet her. Slowly, she ran her fingers along his shaft, just his underwear between them. And then he moaned, his rowing forgotten, as she deftly eased his cock out into the open, his shorts pushed to one side.

Brenda dropped to her knees in the bottom of the boat as her hand slid along his thick shaft. She pulled his skin back tight, looking down at his shiny cock, at the bead of pre cum dripping from the tip. She looked back up at him.

"I told you we'd have fun," she murmured, before dipping her head and sucking him deep into her mouth.

Simon lifted off the seat as he pushed his cock deeper into her mouth, crying out as she sucked on him, her tongue flicking across the sensitive head of his cock. Brenda eased back a little, holding his shaft to stop him driving too deep. He eased back down, his arms behind him now, as her hand slipped down to his balls, as her tongue and lips and mouth worked there way all over his cock, sucking and licking and kissing. 

The boat bumped into the sand that ran along the part of the lake they had drifted to, but both of them ignored it, ignored what was around them, intent only on the pleasure they were giving and receiving. Simon lay back as far as he could as Brenda licked slowly along his shaft, her tongue swirling around his cock head, before slipping back down to his balls. Her tongue probed lower, tickling his ass, before she sucked his balls into her mouth one at a time, her tongue caressing them gently as her hand stroked along his shaft

Her hand moved faster as his balls tightened, and then she was sucking him again, her lips tight around him as her mouth and hands moved in an exquisite rhythm, sending pleasure coursing through him. His hips bounced up off the seat, his cock pumping into her mouth. He cried out as he came, as he thrust upwards, as his cum erupted. Brenda sucked harder, wanting, needing, to taste his cum. She drank down all he had to offer, before sitting back on her heels, a delicious grin on her face.

He pulled her into her arms. Their lips met hungrily, his hands reaching for her bikini, pulling the tie straps loose, dragging the flimsy material from her body. He held her tight, her naked body hard against him, her nipples pressing into his chest, his hands running softly over her back, reaching down to her beautifully rounded ass.

Simon eased her around onto the seat, easing her backwards before dropping to his knees, their roles reversed. This time it was Brenda who held his head, who lifted her ass off the seat, who let out the deep moan of pleasure as Simon's tongue swept across her pussy and clit. He held her hips, slipping his hands underneath her to cup her ass as he licked and sucked at her clit, and then her pussy, his tongue reaching inside her as they held each other tight.

Her soft moans echoed across the lake, the boat rocking from the water, from Brenda's movements she pushed her hips up to meet his tongue. He licked and kissed along the naked flesh each side of her pussy, before sucking harder on her clit and lips, before probing lower, and then plunging his tongue back inside her. She held him to her, rubbing herself against him as he licked and sucked and kissed her, his mouth tight to her. 

With a cry, she came. Her juices flooded from her as waves of pleasure washed through her. Simon moved his lips and tongue gently against her as her orgasm filled her, and then began to subside. Slowly, he moved so that he was almost lying over her, his cock dragging across her thigh as they kissed, as she thrust her breasts up to meet his chest, as they held each other.

After a few long minutes, they splashed into the cool water of the lake, still naked. They swam a little, and then stopped to kiss again, their hands exploring each others slippery bodies as they stood chest deep in water. Brenda reached for Simon's cock, looking down between them through the clear water as he hardened in her hand. He reached for her breasts, feeling them swelling under his touch, her nipples rock hard. 

She led him to the narrow beach, holding his cock, wanting him. He drove into her hard, driving his cock deep inside her as they clung to each other. She held him tight, her pussy moulding itself to every ridge, every contour of his cock as he pumped into her. She came almost immediately, her body on fire as she felt him inside her, stretching her, her ass sinking into the soft sand with every thrust of his body.

Simon held his cock deep inside as her climax filled her, her pussy clinging to him. He started to move again, slowly deeply. But Brenda pushed him away, and moved around onto her knees. She looked over her shoulder.

"Fuck me," she mouthed, her eyes bright with lust.

As Simon entered her again, Brenda thought briefly of the previous night, of watching him pumping into Marie, of the muscles of his legs driving him into her. She moaned and slumped forward, her ass in the air, her body willing him into her as deeply, as hard, as possible.

Simon held her hips, his thumbs rubbing across her ass as he drove into her, as he reached deep inside her. They were both oblivious to everything around them as their cries echoed out across the lake, as he drove into her one last time and filled her waiting pussy with cum. Brenda groaned as she felt his hot cum inside her. She fell forward, Simon on top of her, still buried inside her, as her pussy pulsed around his throbbing cock, as her own orgasm rushed through her.

Slowly they calmed down. Simon rolled off Brenda and lay panting on his back on the soft sand. She moved closer to him, her arm over his chest, her full breasts against him. Later they walked back to the lake and washed the sand off each other. Simon pulled his shorts back on, and then watched as Brenda slipped back into her bikini. She looked sexier than ever, the bikini showing off more than it hid.

They rowed back across the lake slowly, enjoying being together, both wondering what they would tell Marie and Simon later. 

* * * * *

After a late lunch, they settled down on the patio, lazing around on the chairs that were scattered around, or lounging on cushions dragged off the sun beds. Brenda dozed for a while, curled up against Tom, his arm around her. When she woke up, she glanced across at Simon and Marie, who were laying together, their hands moving easily over each other as they kissed. Brenda smiled to herself, kissed Tom lightly, and then stood up to pop indoors. Tom watched as Brenda walked across the patio and into the cabin, watching her ass swaying seductively in the tight confines of her bikini. 

Tom looked across at the others. Marie was topless now, her bikini top thrown to one side. He watched as Simon stroked across her flat belly, as he dropped his head down to kiss her pert breasts before sucking a hard nipple into his mouth. Marie moaned, holding Simon's head to her as his tongue swirled around her nipple.

At that moment, Brenda walked past the upstairs window that over looked the patio. She glanced out automatically, smiling to herself as she saw Marie and Simon. She felt the inevitable tingle in her pussy as she watched them – and then a flood of warm wetness as she saw Tom stand up, the bulge in his trunks obvious even from where she stood.

As she watched, he dropped to his knees, moving to Marie's other side as she held Simon to her. Tom dipped his head to kiss her. She automatically kissed him back, confused at first, but soon their tongues were dancing together as his hands ran softly over her body, over her belly, her breasts, finding no resistance from her. She sighed as his caresses became harder, more insistence, as Simon sucked and licked at her, his hand straying back over her belly to slide into her bikini bottoms.

Marie and Brenda both watched as Tom stood up again, and removed his trunks. The bulge that had been in his trunks leapt up, his cock seeming to uncurl and spring out from its nest of hair. It now jutted out from his body, his balls hanging heavily below his thick, hard cock.

Brenda reached inside her bikini, rubbing her clit as she watched Marie hold out her arms to Tom. Simon moved away slightly, and Tom dropped quickly to his knees between her outstretched legs and ran his hand over her mound, feeling her heat and wetness through her damp bikini. He reached down with his other hand, caressing her softly before sliding his hands around to her hips.

He held her for a few seconds, still looking into her eyes, before tugging gently at the strings holding her bikini together. Simon watched dry mouthed as Tom pulled the bikini away, uncovering Marie's pussy. Tom stared at her silently as he took in the sight before him, her wet, pouting lips, her pink clit, her body crying out for attention. 

Tom dropped forward, his rigid cock pressing into the soft flesh of her pussy. Marie gasped as his cock head probed her lips, and then slipped inside her. She felt herself stretch to accommodate the bulging tip of his cock, and then open up as he thrust his hips forward to drive his cock deep inside her.

Brenda and Simon watched them fuck, watched as Tom held himself up, his arms straight, his hands each side of Marie's shoulders as he pumped slowly in and out of her. Simon could clearly see Tom's cock glistening with Marie's juices in the sunlight as he drew out of her, and then hear Marie's wetness as he drove back in, Marie's hips rising to meet his.

Brenda stood in the window watching, her bikini top pulled to one side as she caressed and pulled at her swollen nipples, her other hand cupped around her pussy, her fingers reaching deep inside.

As their passion rose, Tom's thrusts became harder, faster. Marie sobbed with pleasure as he fucked her hard, driving her bum into the soft cushion with the force of his hips bearing down on her.

Simon pulled his rock hard cock from his trunks, wanking himself rapidly. He shuffled across to Marie, pulling her head around to him, pushing his cock into her mouth. He pushed hard, feeling Marie's teeth grating along his cock as he drove himself into her mouth, his cock filling her.

Marie gagged slightly as she got used to him, her mouth full, her head jerking about as she was fucked by both men. She sucked hungrily on the throbbing cock in her mouth, her tongue now lashing over the sensitive head. She reached for her breasts, rubbing and pinching her nipples. Her body felt like it was on fire, as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her. 




Holiday Foursome Ch. 02



Her first orgasm built quickly as the two men fucked her, and then exploded through her. A pulsing heat rose from her pussy, a hot flush rising through her body as she trembled and cried out, as she pulled Simon's cock from her mouth so that she could scream out her pleasure.

Simon pushed back into her quickly, his balls aching as he came, his cum pouring into her mouth, dribbling down onto her chin. Tom buried his cock inside her, his buttocks clenched together as he filled her pussy with cum. He reached for her breasts as Simon bent to kiss her, their tongues and lips licking and sucking at each other as Marie's body began to rock again as Tom continued to fuck her slowly.

Her next climax came more slowly, rippling through her on top of the last one, prolonged by the attention her hot body was getting. She pulled Simon to her, twisting her body to hold him to her, Tom still inside her. They all looked up at the window as Brenda cried out, her fingers deep inside her as her own orgasm reached every part of her tingling body.

* * * * *

The next few hours were restful for all of them, the four of them happy to be together, knowing that there was more fun to come. As the evening was so warm, they decided to eat outside again. Tom sorted out the barbeque, while Simon dealt with the drinks. Brenda and Marie spent ages together in the kitchen, giggling a lot as they talked about the day, Brenda confessing what had happened on the boat, before coming back outside with bowls of salad and bread.

They sat around the table to eat, Simon and Tom still in their shorts, and Brenda and Marie in their skimpy bikinis. As they ate and drank, their chattering and laughter got louder. Afterwards, Tom suggested a relaxing soak in the hot tub. Marie and Brenda leapt up, and headed over to the tub, which was comfortably big enough for the four of them.

Brenda stood on the step that led to the tub, and then hesitated. With a flourish, and with them all watching, she pulled her top off. Her breasts sprung free, her nipples hard. Marie was beside her. Brenda reached for her and eased her top off as well. They stood close together, their faces only inches apart, their breasts almost touching.

For a moment, nobody moved, until Marie leant forward and kissed Brenda lightly on the lips. Then they were both tugging at the strings that held their bikinis together before jumping into the tub naked. Tom and Simon dragged their shorts off and followed them, the hard cocks bouncing in front of them.

They all sat down in the circular pool, their legs stretched out. Marie reached for Simon, pulling him to her so that she could kiss him slowly, her tongue sliding deep into his mouth as she pressed her breasts to him, her nipples hard against his chest. Opposite them, Brenda and Tom were in a similar pose, with Tom's hands cupping Brenda's full breasts, his thumb rubbing against her nipple. She reached into the warm water and found his long, hard cock. He sighed into her mouth as she stroked along his thick length.

Marie started to ease herself onto Simon's lap, wanting to feel his cock inside her as she sank down onto him. But she looked up in shock and screamed as a man appeared at the edge of the patio, clearing his throat to catch their attention.

They all jumped at Marie's reaction, and turned to look.

"Billy!" Brenda exclaimed.

It turned out that Billy was the owner of the next cabin around the lake. He had come up to the lake for the night, saw some lights on through the trees, and thought he'd better check all was okay. As Marie heard him explain this, she was suddenly very aware of her nakedness. She sank lower in the water, but Billy seemed more intent on Brenda, watching her as they spoke, his eyes drawn to the her obvious nakedness, to her breasts barley hidden by the clear, bubbling water.

Marie was aware of how uncomfortable Billy was suddenly looking. He stood a little over six foot tall, and was clearly muscular and well built, and she could swear that under his dark skin he was blushing furiously. Her eyes were drawn to the front of his shorts, to the huge growing bulge she could see there. She felt a flood of wetness to her pussy as his bulge throbbed, and then she blushed bright red as she felt Billy's eyes on her, on her nakedness.

"See you in the morning then," she heard Billy say, only then realising that Tom had invited Billy to join Simon and him when they went fishing in the morning.

They watched Billy leave, Marie and Brenda watching his tight ass in his shorts, both blushing again when he glanced over his shoulder at them and waved. Marie looked at Brenda, both of them knowing that the other had seen the huge bulge in his shorts, both of them knowing what they were both thinking.

Brenda pulled Tom to her and kissed her hard, before breaking away and moving across the tub to Marie. She knelt in front of her naked friend, her hands on her thighs, and leant forward to kiss her, their tongues swirling gently over each other.

Simon and Tom both reached down for their hard cocks as they watched Marie and Brenda kissing, their bodies now pressed tight together. They eased apart for a few seconds and cupped each others breast, before kissing again, kissing wantonly, their naked breasts squashed together.

Simon was stroking his cock now, wanting them both, wanting them to carry on, wanting everything. Tom was holding his cock as the girls enjoyed each other, enjoyed teasing them. But then they separated, and knelt down back to back in the tub, reaching out to their men and pulling their cocks towards them. Simon watched as his cock disappeared into Brenda's mouth, as her full lips slid along his hard shaft.

Behind Brenda, Simon could his wife licking up and down Tom's long shaft, before licking and sucking on his heavy balls as she held his cock up to his belly. And then they swapped, shuffling around so that Simon was fucking Marie's hot mouth, while Tom fucked Brenda the same way.

His balls felt ready to burst, but Simon wanted more. As the girls went to swap cocks again, Simon pulled Brenda to him, and led her out of the tub. Simon lay back on the cushions that were still strewn around, and pulled Brenda down on top of him, her knees each side of him. She pressed her breasts down on to his chest as her tongue slipped into his mouth. Simon sucked hard on her thrusting tongue as she rotated her hips, pressing her pussy onto his cock.

As they kissed and moaned, Simon felt hands – Marie's hands - on his cock. She pulled his skin back and rubbed his cock head across Brenda's wet pussy. Simon pushed his hips up, driving his cock into Brenda with a groan as Marie guided him, squeezing his balls as he fucked Brenda.

Simon sensed Tom moving, and then felt his cock against his own, the head hot against him. Simon paused, wondering what he was going to do, but wanting it anyway. Simon felt Brenda stiffen slightly as Tom pressed his cock head against Simon, against her pussy. Then the sensation was gone, only to return as Tom rubbed her thick cock against Brenda's ass, rubbing across her puckered entrance.

Brenda cried out in pleasure, as they both moved against her, as Simon fucked her pussy slowly and deeply, as Tom moved with him, rubbing his long cock between her cheeks, against her ass. Marie moved around and knelt in front of Simon, her pussy directly in front of Brenda. She pushed herself forward, pulling Brenda's hungry mouth onto her, pushing herself onto Brenda's tongue and lips. 

As Brenda sucked and licked Marie's pussy, Simon fucked her slowly, Tom's cock moving with his, the sensations unbelievable as they all moaned loudly at the pleasure they were getting, they were giving. Their orgasm's built slowly, and then hit them hard. Brenda cried out as Simon pinched and sucked her hard nipples, as Tom and Simon moved against her tight body, as she tasted Marie. Her juices gushed from her, soaking Simon's cock and balls.

Tom pulled away, leaving Simon to fuck Brenda hard and fast as he moved to kneel behind Marie and quickly slam his cock into her, driving her body onto Brenda's waiting tongue. Marie screamed out her pleasure as she came, Tom holding her breasts as her body was racked by her orgasm. Simon's balls seemed to explode, driving his cum out of his cock and into Brenda's waiting pussy. Tom pulled Marie to him, throwing his head back and roaring as his cum filled her.

* * * * *

It was early the next morning when Brenda stirred. It was only just getting light, but she could hear Tom and Simon getting ready for their early morning fishing trip with Billy. She rubbed her eyes and stretched deliciously, her breasts pushing upwards against the cool sheet. The sheet slid away from her, leaving her beasts naked and her nipples tingling. She thought back to the previous day, a smile playing across her lips.

She sighed, knowing that she wouldn't be able to get to sleep again. She got up and padded across to the window. Easing the curtains apart, she looked down to the jetty, where Tom and Simon were just loading the fishing gear into the boat, ready to head off to the island in the middle of then lake. She looked up as she saw them stop and wave. Her heart seemed to miss a beat as she saw Billy joining them. 

Billy was wearing a pair of cut off jeans, and a white tee shirt, both of which clung to his strong, muscular body, and contrasted sharply to his dark skin. With a shudder, Brenda thought about Billy last night, to that huge bulge in his shorts, to the way he looked at her as she sat naked in the hot tub with the others, his eyes burning through the bubbling water at her nakedness.

On the spur of the moment, she decided to go with them. She quickly pulled on her bikini, and a pair of shorts and tee shirt. She went downstairs as quietly as she could, and quickly scribbled a note for Marie, who she assumed was still sleeping.

The men all looked up as they heard Brenda calling out to them, all looked up as they saw her rushing down towards them, all their eyes drawn to her breasts as they moved easily inside her tee shirt, barely confined by her skimpy bikini. Tom grinned, and helped on her onto the boat, more than happy to have her along.

On the island, the men settled down to some fishing, while Brenda watched. The sun was hot, despite it still being quite early. Brenda pulled her tee shirt over her head, and lay back on the soft grass that ran down to the lake, oblivious to the stares of the others, her eyes closed.

The sun was warm on Brenda as she pushed the waist band of her shorts down a little, and pulled the legs up, so that it barely covered more than her bikini bottoms. She was aware of the stillness around her, and gradually of the eyes of the men on her. She opened her eyes, and caught Billy staring at her. Her eyes were dawn to his shorts. He was stood almost sideways on to her, the bulge at the front silhouetted by the sun.

She groaned softly to herself, her imagination suddenly running riot. She sat up and looked around. Tom saw her, and quickly put his fishing gear down, commenting on how quiet the fish were. He held his hand out to Brenda, asking if she wanted to "go for a walk". Brenda looked up as she grabbed his hand, seeing the bulge in Tom's shorts but not quite catching the knowing grins that Simon and Billy exchanged as they watched Tom lead her away. 

Billy and Simon fished for another half an hour, both of them glancing around from time to time to look in the direction Tom and Brenda had taken. The fish still weren't biting. Nothing was said, but they both knew that it was time to look for the others. They quickly loaded the boat, and then set off down the only path on the island.

There was no sign of Tom and Brenda. But then they heard it – a soft moan of pleasure. They glanced at each other, and then hurried through the trees towards an old bird watching hide, where the moan appeared to have come from. The hide was quite small, perhaps only ten feet square. There were dirty windows all along one edge overlooking the lake. There was a dirt floor, with a narrow wooden bench in the middle.

Tom was laying on the bench, naked, his head away from the door. Brenda was straddling him, her feet on the floor, his cock clearly embedded in her hot pussy. She was bent over him, kissing him, her firm, rounded ass pointing up, her heavy breasts rubbing on Tom's chest.

They seemed unaware of Billy and Simon's presence as they watched them, Tom's cock sliding easily in and out of her sexy body. It was Brenda sensed them first, who looked up and saw them, glancing over her shoulder, her eyes opening wide with shock. Tom saw the look on her face, and leant over to look past her. They both saw the huge, growing bulges in the other men's shorts.

Brenda's eyes opened even wider as Billy stepped forward, pulling his tee shirt over his head. She looked at him, at the rippling muscles across his chest and belly. His skin was almost black, his chest almost hairless, and glistening in the semi darkness.

He dragged his cock and balls from his shorts. Brenda gasped when she saw the size of him, and then reached out to take his cock in her hand, wanting to feel him. His shaft was long and thick, and very dark. The head was almost plum coloured, pre cum already pouring from him. She squeezed his shaft before sliding her hand along his whole length, her eyes never leaving him. She pulled him into her mouth, sitting up to reveal her breasts more fully.

She sucked on Billy as best she could, her lips stretched around him. She held his cock in one hand, her fingers barely reaching around him. In her other hand, she cradled his heavy balls. Tom reached for one breast, while Billy held the other, rubbing his thumb across her sensitive nipples.

She sucked on Billy, drawing as much of him into her mouth as she could, as she dare. Tom started to pump his cock back into her, deeper now than ever before, his cock seeming to have grown in the last few minutes. 

They all sensed Simon moving around the hide. He moved quickly to the other side of Brenda. She reached out and rubbed his cock through his shorts.

"Show me," she demanded, pulling Billy's cock from her mouth and wanking him furiously.

Simon pulled his shirt over his head, his eyes on Brenda. He pushed his shorts down, his hard cock springing free. He stepped forward and pushed it deep into her mouth, grabbing her hair and pulling her towards him. She sucked on him, almost gagging as he slid deeper inside her. 

She groaned out loud at the pounding she was getting – Billy's cock in her hand, Simon's in her mouth, Tom's in her pussy, their hands on her breasts, on her nipples. And then she felt a hand – it must be Simon's she thought – on her bum, sliding over her tight cheeks, sliding between them to probe her tight little hole, reaching inside her.

The hide was filled with their echoing cries and groans, and then with Brenda's scream as Simon's finger pushing into her ass took her over the edge and she came, a shattering orgasm that soared through her before leaving her feeling limp and exhausted. As she came, she felt Tom's cock filling her with his cum, his cock throbbing deep inside her.

Brenda pulled Simon's cock from her mouth as she gasped for air. She held the other two cocks in her hands while Tom was still inside her. She knew she wanted more, that she wanted to feel Billy deep inside her. Sensing this, Tom urged her to move. The others helped her, and moments later she was lying back on the bench. 

Billy moved to the end of the bench, his massive cock in his hand. He rubbed the thick, rubbery head across Brenda's swollen pussy and clit. She moaned, wondering if she could take Billy inside her. She reached for her own breasts as Billy pushed against her, crying out as his hot flesh touched hers. The head of his cock entered her, stretching her, filling her. She cried out as the first few inches of his cock moved inside her, and then again and again, crying out her pain and pleasure as his shaft slipped into her hungry body.

Billy fucked her slowly, gently. Brenda's head was rocking from side to side as another orgasm tore through her. She reached for Tom, holding his stiffening cock, and then for Simon, pulling him back towards her mouth. She sucked on him, stroking along his thick shaft as Billy fucked her faster and faster. Her body felt as though it was on fire, as though Billy's cock was reaching between her breasts.

The hide echoed to their cries as Brenda came again and again, as the men got close to cumming. Billy cried out as he came. The first few jets of cum gushed deep inside her, but then he pulled out and wanked his cock, sending thick spurts of cum up into Brenda's breasts and belly. As the thick cum trickled down between her breasts, Brenda felt Simon jerk, and then his cum was filling her mouth and trickling down her throat. Tom came again, his cum splattering onto her breasts.

Tom pulled Brenda to him, holding her tight, the cum on her breasts rubbing off onto his chest. Billy and Simon got dressed and left them alone, going back outside to wait. Brenda and Tom came out a few minutes later. She went across and kissed both Billy and Simon before they all headed back to the boat.

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Marie knew straight away. As soon as she saw them approaching the jetty on the boat, she knew what had happened – and just the thought of it sent a shudder through her body. She walked down to meet them, her breasts moving easily inside her top as she walked towards them, her nipples clearly on show. She had been sunbathing in her bikini bottoms, but when the sun had disappeared behind a dark cloud a few minutes ago, she had pulled her tee shirt back on.

As she got closer, a tremor went through her as she felt their eyes on her, as she saw the lust in Billy's eyes, the hardness in his shorts. She could see Brenda's tee shirt clinging to her breasts, the damp patches still showing on the thin material. Simon was first off the boat. He went to her, holding her as the others joined them. Brenda and Marie hugged, but before anything could be said, the skies seemed to open up and the rain that had been threatening poured down on them.

In seconds they were drenched by the warm rain. The men laughed, pulling their tee shirts off and letting the rain run over them. But then they stopped – and stared. Brenda and Marie were stood close together, their tee shirts clinging to them like a second skin, clinging to every soft curve of their sexy bodies. The rain stopped as quickly as it had started, but none of them moved - until Billy let out a deep groan, and stepped closer to Marie.

Seconds later they were all naked. Marie and Brenda had had their tee shirts pulled over their heads, and the strings of their bikinis tugged so that they dropped to the floor. The men had stripped their shorts and trunks off, leaving them naked, their cocks hard in front of them. Marie gasped when she saw Billy's cock for the first time, rearing up in front of him, thick and hard, and oh so long. She reached for him, but was pulled away by Brenda and led indoors.

They stumbled towards the stairs, oblivious to the trails of water they were leaving behind. Marie led the way upstairs. She stopped near the top, her feet were on different stairs. Her pussy was obvious to all of them as it peeked out between her legs.

Tom, close behind her, automatically reached for her, his hand slipping between her thighs to cup her pussy. Billy bumped into him as he reached for her as well. Brenda stopped and reached for Billy, feeling his huge cock, while Simon moved up close behind her, his erect cock pressing against her firm ass. Marie led them all into the master bedroom. She knew what she wanted – she wanted all of them.

She stopped just inside the door of the bedroom, and turned to kiss Tom, groping his cock before letting him past. She did the same with Billy, a lingering kiss that set her juices flowing as she touched him for the first time. Next it was Brenda, their breasts pressed together, their hands exploring as their tongues slithered and slipped over each other. Reluctantly they broke apart and Marie reached for Simon, pulling him into the room by his cock before kissing him, a long, loving, wanton kiss.




Holiday Foursome Fun



This is a true story of our first and only experience, which happened in Gran Canaria last year. We are both in our mid thirties, reasonable looking and in very good shape. Unfortunately for me, nothing has happened since last year, as my wife doesn't want this sort of lifestyle despite what happened last July between us and our friends Jayne and Phil. I guess I am on my own.

As a result I thought I would share my experience with you here. I masturbate regularly reliving that fateful time. It is completely off the menu as far as my wife Helen is concerned. I think you will as surprised as I still am that she would take this view after what happened.

So let me get on with the story. It was last July. After chatting with our friends Jayne and Phil about our lack of holidays we had soon spontaneously booked a last minute together, an apartment in Playa del Ingles in Gran Canaria. We had never been on holiday before with another couple especially not sharing an apartment. I must admit that I was looking forward to seeing Jayne in a bikini. She is tall, blonde, very slim, incredibly toned, with a body to die for and amazing legs. Small boobs though but enough I guess. I had seen her in the gym a number of times - she was in there 5 nights a week. She was 40 years old but to be honest she looks early 30s at the oldest. 

My wife and I got on great with her and partner Phil. Phil was 35, younger than Jayne, with a well-toned body, shaved head, and about average height. He was a very funny guy!

Oh yes, my wife Helen. We had been married at the time for almost exactly 8 years. Faithful, prude (in public), and very attractive. She has long shoulder length brown hair, 34C boobs and a good body on her 5ft 5in tall frame. She has an amazingly beautiful figure and could have been a model when younger.

Me, just an average looking guy. 

So it's the first day at the beach. Everything dropped off and unpacked. We had arrived at 11am and now it was 2pm. We grabbed lunch on the way from Mc Donald's where all the shops are near the beach.

We walked to the front of the loungers nearest the sea. Phil and I led the girls who were trailing behind. They both had their shorts on and t-shirts. We were chatting n joking about what bikini they would be wearing and the difficult choices women have to make. 

When we arrived the girls immediately stripped and I knew this week was going to be fun. Both had skimpy g-string bikinis on. Helen was wearing a bright yellow bikini that was very low cut. Jayne's was dark red and was so high cut it looked Like a piece of electrical tape running down the front! Like Helen I thought this girl definitely waxes a lot.

Phil was ogling just as much as me and had a few raised eyebrow moments exchanged between us when sun cream was being applied or bending over involved.

Days went by and it was more of the same at the beach. We enjoying the different bikinis they were wearing and so on. Getting used to the girls walking around the apartment in nothing more than a small towel or them darting past in underwear was fun though. 

It wasn't until midweek that things got raunchier. After a drunken night clubbing we had joked about going on the nude beach between and to our surprise the girls agreed. Why not, no one knows us was Helen's response. So it was set.

So we hit the nude beach, walking from Playa along the sea to Maspalomas and the nude beach by the dunes. We found some deck chairs and put our gear down. Some apprehension had set in from Helen in the morning but Jayne had told her that the 3 of us would still be going so she would have to come!

As the girls stripped first, Helen apprehensively, but Jayne like a pro, Phil and me just stirred transfixed as we fumbled off our shorts.

My wife's pussy was on show to Phil and Jayne. A small pinky brown outline around white flesh marked her pubic area were her tiny g-string had once been. Completely waxed and showing everything to everyone. I was horny as hell.

Jayne seemed brown all over which surprised me though she always had an all year tan. She had a thin blonde wispy strip off pubic hair no more than 2 inches in height. A short narrow runway! She was hot; her small tits glistened in the sun as she finally removed her t-shirt left till last!

So we are all laid there at the front row of sun loungers on Maspalomas nudist beach. The girls were applying sun cream to their naked bodies rubbing it into every crevice whilst me n Phil watched pretending not to make it too obvious. I was horny as hell especially as both were sexy as buggery and it was the 1st time my wife was exposed like this. I always wished she was more of an exhibitionist and it looked like my prayers were being answered.

Phil n I laid on our fronts. Me because I had to hide my growing erection! Time went by and we chatted, read the papers, etc. until Jayne asked if anyone wanted to join her for a swim. Phil said he would later as he was finishing off the sports page. Helen said she would later too. Are you coming Jayne asked me? I said ok I could do with cooling down. So we went for a swim together and chatted about the holiday and what we were going to do in the evening. After a while I looked to the shore and noticed that Phil was applying sun cream to my wife, Helens back as she laid on her front. He massaged her shoulders moving down her back slowly. He then rubbed it to the back of her legs and worked over her bum. It was difficult to see clearly but it looked like he was applying it to the inside of her thighs.

I said to Jayne that we best get back as they will wonder were we had got to and might wonder if we had eloped together, just joking. As we made our way back to the loungers Helen and Phil had swapped around. She was rubbing cream into his butt and thighs. His cock was hard between his legs but pressed firmly against the towel on the lounger as he laid on his front. Helen must have noticed this as we approached. She blushed and seemed nervous.

I was a little mad that she might have been exciting him somehow though the thought made me horny at the same time.

Both my wife and Phil decided it was their turn to go in the sea after about 10 minutes and I said ok. Jayne was now laid on her back on the lounger with legs akimbo straddling either side. I was sat on the edge of mine talking to Jane with my shades hiding my wandering eyes! Her body was out of this world. Slim and muscular and already darkly tanned. Her tiny landing strip sun bleached platinum blonde and the largest most engorged clitoral hood I had seen on a women.

She was hot and I had to think of old ladies to keep my aroused manhood discrete. She soon swapped over to her back as I salivated. Legs apart butt crack and pussy clearly visible she attracted lots of attention from the sightseers walking past.

Phil and Helen were messing about in the sea splashing one another. He was picking her up and throwing her over and gave her a piggyback at one point. I imagined that her tits n pussy must have been rubbing against his strong toned body and it made me jealous. I was really quite angry but as I said before oddly turned on.

My gaze was broken when Jayne asked I would apply cream to her. I laughed and said what type of cream! I smiled and she smiled back and said just sun cream for now. I was shocked even though she may have been joking. I shakily picked up the bottle and nervously applied cream to her back and shoulders. I straddled across her and worked down to her back and gently massaged it into her bum. She said it was nice and not to stop. I could see her pussy quite vividly now as I knelt between her spread legs and I rubbed cream into her inner thighs. I turned to check were Phil and my wife were and they still fooling around in the sea. I continued gently stroking the cream into Jayne's body closer and closer to her pussy lips. Finally I brushed both lips with my fingertips and I said all done. She said mmmm that was nice. I was a little embarrassed and needed to squash down my growing erection again.

That night we had decided to go clubbing. Phil and me chatted about it being a horny day seeing the girls naked like that. It was obvious that we were having the same thoughts and liked this sort of thing.

Finally, the girls returned from our rooms. Changed, ready to out. Helen looked hot. She was wearing a mini skirt that I had bought but she had never worn it on account of it being too revealing. It was black, flared, and the top half was lace. It was a designer thing and showed through the top half of her diamonded tiny see thru g-string. She wore a lacy basque top and no bra this time with her 34C breasts clearly visible. Not much left to the imagination. Phil's jaw was on the floor. We commented how good she looked.

Jayne followed. She looked equally hot with her long blonde hair trailing down the back of the tightest lycra hooker dress I had seen. It was total plunge down the front and back with her nipples poking through the thin flimsy black material. She twisted around once more to show us and her string edges stood out readily.

This was going to be a good night!

My wife and Jayne looked hot as hell as we left the apartment for the bars in Playa del Ingles. Jayne looked like a high-class hooker as the black lycra dress clung to her body and was barely long enough to have covered her panties. Needless to say lots of alcohol was consumed. 

Later on that night we ended up in the hippodrome with the male strip show. Fairly tame stuff really though he did get his cock out and was egged on by the crowd including Helen and Jayne. We hit the dance floor a little later. It wasn't long before Jayne and my wife were sexy dancing with one another. This had happened rarely once or twice back home and was attracting the onlookers. It was like something out of a Sharon Stone movie with 2 lezzers bumping n grinding against one another cupping each other's tits from behind before holding hips etc.

It wasn't long before the girls were on the podiums doing their horny stuff. Me n Phil sat watching n drinking in complete awe at the up skirt views we were getting. So were 5 or 6 other guys. You could see my wife's tiny see thru knickers, her slit clearly on public display.

There was less on view from Jayne though you could see her small lacy white knickers I couldn't make out any pussy. They danced with each other some more putting on a good show for all.

We left a little later and ended up at Harley's rock cafe, which was next to the apartment pretty much. We got right into the middle of body shots and the girls just wanted a go. A note behind the bar said topless body shots on the house. Phil said well that's my drinks for free. So we asked the barman for two body shots. The girls seemed up for anything at all. Jayne first. She climbed onto the bar and laid down upon the barman's direction. He said top or bottom? What do you mean we asked? He explained that you could have one between your tits or between your legs - lower stomach actually.

Both! Jayne replied excitedly.

Laid out on the bar the barman proceeded to lift the two flimsy lycra strip s of plunging halter neck hooker dress from each of Jayne's tits exposing them and her midriff to the 15 or so people in the bar. He the instructed her to pull her knees up slightly and slightly spread her legs pulling up her dress at the same time revealing her small white lacy g-string.

To be continued...



Holiday Foursome



After he had gone, the four friends looked at each other – and laughed, releasing the tension that had suddenly built up. They sat down and ate, only then appreciating how hungry they were. They laughed and chatted, totally relaxed together. There was no mention of what had happened, although after the waiter had been to clear up the remnants of their meal, and they had opened their second bottle of champagne, there was a definite change to the atmosphere.

Suddenly the air tingled with excitement, with anticipation. Simon looked around, feeling hotter as he saw how close Tom and Marie were now sat, how Brenda's gown was gaping open, showing off her deep cleavage. Simon smiled to himself – no wonder the waiter had been so keen to lean over Brenda as he had cleared up! And then he watched as Tom stood up, a more than obvious bulge in the front of his towel, and reach out his hand to Marie. Without a backward glance, she let him lead her back into the bedroom.

Simon watched them cross towards the far bed – like most hotels in the region, the rooms all had two big beds. As she walked, Marie shrugged her gown off, so that by the time they stopped at the end of the bed, she was naked. She reached out to Tom, running her hand slowly over his chest, through the hair that ran down to his belly. She scratched lightly across his chest, over his nipples, and then down towards the towel that was still around his waist. As she reached for the towel, the blind fell across the doorway, blocking his view.

Brenda was stood by the doorway, having just let the blind drop. Simon felt his cock jerk as he looked at her, taking in the curves of her body, which were clear even through the gown she still wore. She stepped forward, and sat sideways on his lap. As Brenda wrapped her arms around his neck, he felt his already hard cock swell even more as she wriggled her ass down against him.

They kissed, Brenda's tongue flicking around his lips before slipping into his mouth. He stroked his hand along her leg, tracing a fingertip around the birth mark on the outside of her knee before sliding his hand along the inside of her thigh towards her pussy. Brenda moaned as she felt his hands on her, her legs opening further as his fingers slipped into her pussy, one and then two, fucking her gently.

He eased his fingers out of her, and reached into her gown, moaning into her mouth as he felt her full breasts for the first time, her nipples hard and responsive between her fingers. He smeared her juices onto her nipples, as Brenda moved her ass against him as they kissed, as Simon enjoyed her breasts and nipples, their moans of pleasure muffled by their exploring tongues.

Brenda softened their kiss after a few long, delicious minutes. She kissed Simon softly on the mouth, and then stood up in front of him. Her gown was already partially open, and Simon could see the outline of one breast, a hint of her deep cleavage. Brenda looked at Simon, her eyes never leaving his as she tugged at the loosely tied belt around her waist.

Once the belt was undone, the gown slipped down her arms. Her shoulders came into view first, beautifully smooth and tanned. They were followed by her large, rounded breasts. Firstly, the top of her firm mounds came into view, then her deep, tanned cleavage, and then her rock hard nipples. 

She smiled at Simon, dropping her eyes for a second to look at the bulge in his towel. The gown hesitated for a second as it slipped from her body, caught on her breasts, on her erect nipples, before it dropped to the floor in a pool around her feet, leaving her naked. His eyes moved from her breasts, flicking upwards to her face to watch her watching him, before roaming over her sexy body, over her flat belly, down to the dark patch of neatly trimmed hair that barely hid the wet, pouting delights beneath. 

Still looking at him, Brenda dropped to her knees in front of him, her hands reaching out to the towel around his waist. As Brenda dropped to her knees in front of Simon, Tom was pulling Marie up off hers.

As soon as she pulled Tom's towel away from him, Marie had wanted to taste his cock again. His lips were dry against hers as she reached for his cock, sliding her hand along his already hard length. Tom's tongue thrust into her mouth as he tried to pull her to him, wanting to feel her nakedness against him, but she was already moving onto her knees, gazing at his thick cock, looking at him closely for the first time.

His cock was thick, the shiny with pre cum. The shaft curved upwards at the end, while his balls hung heavily beneath. Holding his cock up against his belly, Marie licked slowly down his shaft, feeling the thick vein pulsing against her tongue as it fed his erection. She licked across his balls, enjoying his deep moans of pleasure as she sucked on them one at a time. She pulled his cock into her mouth, sucking on him, pulling him deeper into her mouth as he began to rock his hips.

Pulling her to her feet, he eased her towards the bed. She sat down on the edge, and then turned and crawled a little way up, looking back at him over her shoulder as her ass rocked from side to side. She rolled onto her back as he moved to join her, laughing with him as he moved on top of her to pin her down, his knees between her outstretched legs, his hand next to hers above her head.

His cock was resting against her pussy. He pressed forward, groaning as her pussy opened up and accepted the head of her cock into her wet and wanton body. He stopped for a second, staring down at her body, at her taut breasts, before leaning forward and easing his thick cock deep inside her. They both moaned as he buried himself inside her, as she wrapped her legs around him, and then again as he began to fuck her with long, slow, sensual strokes.

Meanwhile, Brenda was staring at Simon, and his cock, eager to taste him again, but even more eager to feel his hard cock inside her. She licked and sucked his cock quickly, just enough to taste him, to feel the strength of his throbbing cock in her mouth.

Standing up, she straddled his lap, her legs each side of his as he slid himself forward on his chair a little. Brenda reached down and held his cock – and then slowly lowered herself down onto him. She gasped as she felt Simon's cock enter her, and then reach deep inside her. She put her hands on his shoulders as she began to gently bounce up and down on his cock, her nipples rubbing against his chest, sending tingles through both of them as Simon reached around to hold her ass.

Simon moaned against Brenda's mouth as she dipped her head to kiss him, her pussy squeezing his cock each time she lowered herself onto him. His hips began to move with her, his ass lifting off the chair as he thrust up to met her. Their tongues explored as they kissed, as they caressed each other, as they fucked. They both suddenly froze as they heard cries from the bedroom, cries of pleasure. Brenda sank down onto Simon, wriggling her ass as she settled into his lap.

"Shall we?" she asked, nodding towards the bedroom, before easing herself up off his cock. 

Standing up, she took his wet cock in her hand, stroking him slowly before leading him into the bedroom.

Neither Marie nor Tom looked up as they joined them. Marie was still on her back, stretched out, while Tom fucked her slowly, deliberately, changing the depth and angle of his cock with every thrust. Marie was writhing underneath him, her hips moving with him, reaching out to his cock.

Brenda went to the other bed, and quickly crawled to the top end. She was all fours, looking back at Simon, wiggling her ass at him. She reached up for the end of the bed, her firm, rounded ass pointing at him. Simon held his cock, still wet from her juices, and shuffled forward onto the bed, guiding his cock towards her wet lips, peeping out at him from between her damp thighs.

He slid into her again, holding her hips as he knelt behind her and plunged his cock back into her body. He fucked her hard, feeling her pushing back against him, urging his cock deeper inside her. Sometimes he held her hips, pulling her onto his cock, but other times he reached under her to cup her swaying breasts as they hung firmly beneath her voluptuous body.

Their cries joined with Tom and Marie's in filling the room. They were all very aware of each other now, glancing over, watching. 

Tom and Marie watched as Simon drove into Brenda, her breasts swaying as she clung on to the end of the bed. Each time he drove into her, her tiny puckered ass seemed to wink at him, the little ridges of flesh already damp where her juices had ran between her cheeks earlier. Marie gasped as she saw Simon lean over to the bedside draw, and reach for her little vibrator. He switched it on and ran it softly over Brenda's ass, firstly across her cheeks, and then along the tight crack between them, and then finally by pressing it lightly against her puckered hole.

Tom pumped his cock frantically into Marie. She cried out as her orgasm flooded her body, waves of pleasure washing through her as he slammed into her, her breasts bouncing wildly on her chest, her head rocking from side to side. Tom's cum exploded into her, driven there as his balls contracted. He slumped forward as they clung to each other, sharing their pleasure, his cock still deep inside her.

They looked over at the others as Brenda cried out again as Simon reached a hand around to cup her breast again, her body crying out for release as he fucked her pussy, as he toyed with her ass, as he pulled at her taut, sensitive nipples. His balls were on fire as he drove into Brenda's wanton body, as they slapped wetly against her. 

Simon yelled out as he came, unable to hold back any longer. He cried out as his cum erupted into her waiting body, as jet after jet shot into her pussy. He pushed the first inch of the vibrator into her ass, sending her over the edge as she came again.

She screamed as the vibrator, as his hands, his cock, sent waves of intense pleasure coursing through her body. She cried out as his cum mixed with her hot juices, as he pulled out of her and sprayed the last of his cum over her ass and back, watching as it splashed onto her tanned body and then trickled slowly back down the crack between her cheeks, covering her puckered hole.

Simon rolled onto his side, pulling Brenda with him, holding her tight, his cock still inside her. She twisted her head around to kiss him, their lips still hungry for each other. As they broke their kiss, they looked across at Marie and Tom. Marie was lying behind Tom, her arm around him, his cock in her hand. For a moment, no one seemed sure of what to say, what to do. It was Brenda who spoke first.

"Wow!!" was all she needed to say to sum up their feelings.

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After that, they finished off the champagne, and then all stayed in the same room to sleep. Despite being snuggled up close to Simon, Marie couldn't sleep, her mind still full of the excitement of the last few hours. Eventually, she decided to take a walk along the beach, knowing that the resort was totally safe.

She got out of bed carefully, not wanting to disturb Simon or the others. She glanced across at Tom and Brenda, her pussy throbbing as she thought of Tom's cock inside her, of Brenda with Simon. As she pulled a tee shirt over her head, and slipped into some shorts, she did briefly wonder if they would have any regrets in the morning, but she pushed them to the back of her mind as she slipped out of the bungalow.

Brenda was awake as well, watching as Marie stood across the room. She almost gasped out loud as she saw Marie silhouetted by the moonlight filtering through the blinds, marvelling at how sexy she looked. She watched Marie dress before quickly deciding to follow her. Not wanting to waste time, she grabbed the towelling robe she had worn earlier, shrugged it on, and slipped out without disturbing Tom and Simon.

She caught up with Marie a little way down the path to the beach. They walked in silence for a while, enjoying the still of the night, the feel of the still warm sand beneath their feet. After a while, they reached a secluded beach that they often visited during the day. It was perhaps a hundred yards long, narrow at one end, but wide enough at the other for a dozen palm umbrellas to be laid out, with sun beds underneath them.

They walked across to the umbrella nearest the sea, and settled down on the sun beds. They sat in silence for a few minutes. The only noise they could hear was the soft swishing of the sea lapping at the beach, which was fringed by palm trees and lit only by the moon.

They were both thinking about earlier, but not sure what to say. Brenda broke what was becoming an awkward silence.

"Let's go swimming!"

Marie looked at her for a moment, wondering if she was serious. She knew that the water was safe enough, but it was the middle of the night.

"Come on," Brenda said, standing up, "It'll be fun."

"Towels, costumes?" Marie enquired, not really wanting to go back to the bungalow. 

Brenda hesitated for a moment, but then undid her gown, dropped it in the sand, and ran naked towards the sea, her call of "we won't need them..." trailing in the air behind her.

Marie caught a fleeting glimpse of her friend's lovely breasts, and then watched her naked, firm ass as she ran to the sea. She stood up and stripped off quickly, her pussy tingling at the thought of being naked with Brenda. She felt great as she headed into the sea, plunged into the water and quickly swam after Brenda.

They swam parallel to the beach for a while, enjoying the cool water, their nakedness, the sense of freedom. As they got used to the water, they went out further, eventually stopping for a breather, holding each other as they trod water, very aware of each other, of their nakedness.

It happened suddenly – a wave caught them, and pressed them close together. Their breasts met, their hard nipples pressing into each other. They automatically held each other tighter as another wave followed the first, throwing them even closer together, their lips now only inches apart.

But even as the seas flattened out again they didn't move – except towards each other, their arms tightening around each other as their lips met. Their kiss was electric, sending tingles through both of them, tingles that went straight to their nipples and pussy's. 

Brenda broke away first, gasping for breath. She turned and swam quickly to the beach. Marie followed her, both of them now uncertain of their feelings, of their needs. By the time Marie reached the beach, Brenda was already using her gown as a towel. She started to pull it over her still damp body, but then stopped as Marie came up the beach towards her, her nakedness lit only by the moonlight.

Brenda felt a sudden tightness in her chest, a deep longing – and a surge of wetness to her pussy. She gestured for Marie to turn around, and then used her gown to dry her back, sliding her hands slowly down her slender body. She hesitated as she reached the base of Marie's spine, but then continued, stepping forward to kiss the side of Marie's neck as her hands caressed her ass, only the gown between them. 

Marie shuddered as she felt Brenda's lips on her neck, her breasts warm and soft against her back, her hands on her ass. She turned around, longing to hold Brenda close. But Brenda stepped back a little, the gown still in her hand. She reached out and ran the gown over Marie's breasts, over her rock hard nipples, down over her belly. But as her hands reached lower, the gown was forgotten, dropped onto the sand, as Brenda cupped Marie's mound, her wetness warm on her hand.

They fell into each others arms, their mouths locked together, their breasts squashed between them, their hands reaching out for each other. They stumbled against one of the sun beds and fell backwards. They gasped as they landed, as Brenda straddled Marie. Any discomfort from their stumble was forgotten as they kissed, as their tongues explored.

Marie wrapped her legs around Brenda, pulling her tight to her, their pussy's rubbing wetly against each other. Brenda responded eagerly, her tongue thrusting deeper into Marie's mouth as she pressed her breasts down against Marie.

The silence of the night was broken only by their soft moans. Their bodies were on fire, moulded together, pleasure coursing through them. They rolled over, falling off the sun bed and onto the soft sand. They looked longingly into each others eyes, wanting more, but still unsure. Marie moved first, twisting her body around until she was facing the other way, her hands and knees each side of Brenda.

Moving slowly, Marie dropped her head towards Brenda's pussy. She kissed her damp mound, tasting her for the first time. As she licked slowly across her clit, and down between her pouting lips, Brenda reached up to hold Marie's ass, to pull her down onto her waiting mouth. 

They kissed and licked each other, their mouths and lips' moving from their clits, to their pussy's and then lower. They sucked and tasted each other, their tongues exploring, reaching deep inside each others bodies. Their hands reached for each other, touching and caressing, wanting and needing more. They both came together, not caring who heard them as they cried out, as their juices flooded into each others mouths.

Afterwards, they clung to each, their bodies coated in sand, kissing gently. Brenda stood up first, pulling Marie to her feet and leading her naked across to the open air shower by the tree line. She leant over and switched the water on, her breasts swinging forward for Marie to hold. They stood under the cool shower in each others arms, kissing gently, rubbing each other slowly, as the water poured over them.

Brenda turned, and Marie moved behind her. She cupped Brenda's breasts, her own pressed into her back. Brenda twisted her head back, and they kissed, as Marie gently rubbed Brenda's nipples, as Brenda pushed her ass back against her friend, their hands still washing the sand off each other. They eventually broke their kiss and turned back into each others arms, standing still together and letting the water wash over them.

After they had slipped their clothes on over their still damp bodies, they walked slowly hand in hand back to the bungalow, talking quietly. They grinned at each other as they saw Tom and Simon still sleeping, before slipping back into bed, their thoughts full of each other. 

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The next day was their last full day on holiday, as they were due to fly home the following evening. After breakfast, they set off in the hired catamaran again for the uninhabited island they had visited a few days earlier. They were all totally relaxed, enjoying each others company, a sense of anticipation over what might happen in the air.

When they had all woken up, nothing was said about the previous night. At first, there was a sense of uncertainty, but that had soon evaporated as Tom and Marie had kissed each other "good morning", before watching Simon and Brenda do the same. Tom's cock had reared up as he had watched his wife pressing herself against his best friend. After that, they were at ease with each other, with their nakedness.

Once on the catamaran, they had set some light sail and then headed out to sea. There was barely any wind, and the sea was almost flat, but they didn't mind – they had each others company to enjoy! 

Simon and Tom pulled their tee shirts off before Simon steered the boat, and Tom moved their picnic basket and stuff into the small cabin. Marie and Brenda stripped slowly down to their tiny bikini's, and then proceeded to spread some cushions on the deck for them to laze on, never missing an opportunity to bend over for Tom and Simon.