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A Week in Paradise

By: EZ_CUM_EZ_GO



My husband Mike and I have a wonderful and exciting sex-life. We've been married a little over eight years now, and though the frequency has probably diminished somewhat from the first couple of years, the intensity remains. We find the time to be together, to make love, and to enjoy our fantasy's with each other, sometimes making them come true for one another. Such was the case when we recently took a trip to spend a week in Maui, Hawaii with our very dear friends.

Mike has known Steve and Doris for several years. He was married previously to a woman who they knew very well. After his divorce, Steve and Doris remained the best of friends with Mike, and had nothing to do with his 'Ex' after that. Initially I worried if they would accept me as easily once we had begun dating and later married of course. But what I found soon after, they embraced me as though they had known me just as long as they had known Mike. Doris and I then became the very best of friends as well.

When the opportunity came for us to take this trip, we naturally thought how much more fun it would be if they could go with us. And though it took some planning, eventually the big day came and we were off to a fun filled and relaxing week on Maui. I had no idea at the time just how exciting it would turn out as well.

The Condo we stayed at was beautiful with a nice private entryway onto our own little beach area. And although it was a bit small, (Only one very large Master bedroom) it did have a hide-away bed in the adjoining sitting room. I felt a little sorry that Steve and Doris would have to share the small sofa bed while Mike and I had the benefit of the incredibly large one in our room. But little did I know then that we'd share that same bed together over the course of most of that incredible week.

As I mentioned, Mike and I had a fairly exciting sex-life, and knowing that we were going to have this week together, I planned on having that second honeymoon regardless of what Steve and Doris did while they were there. The fact that we were comfortable being around them certainly helped, we had hot-tubbed with them on several occasions, in the nude, so being nude around them wasn't anything we hadn't all done before. Trying to share a single bathroom soon showed how silly it was to try and be 'modest' around one another anyway. We were always in a hurry to go here or go there, so sometimes bumping into one another in various states of undress, or showering, or even trying to take a pee became nothing more than routine. 

On our second night there, we had gone out for a very nice dinner together. I am not a big drinker, and had several more glasses of wine than I usually do. By the time we arrived back at the Condo, I was feeling rather tired and sleepy. Wine does that to me. Rather than feeling frisky or excited, booze mellows me out and the last thing on my mind then is anything to do with sex. 

Everyone went to bed soon after that, and we left the door to our bedroom open. Again, I knew we wouldn't be fooling around, and also that way, if either Steve or Doris needed to use the bathroom in the middle of the night, they could just come into our room in order to get to the bathroom.

One thing I am is a very light sleeper. Wine or no wine. I knew it couldn't have been too long since we'd laid down to sleep when I popped my eyes open. In the darkness, I couldn't tell if Mike was asleep yet or not, but it wasn't him I was hearing anyway. It was Steve and Doris! The sounds, which though very quiet, were coming from the living room. And I could tell almost immediately that they were coming from Doris. She was moaning very softly, and very erotically. As I listened to them laying there in the dark, I could tell that Steve was obviously going down on his wife. She was telling him over and over how good it was feeling which he acknowledged with an occasional "Ah huh" which I knew was because he had a mouth full of her pussy.

At first I tried to ignore what it was I was listening to, rolling over and actually placing the pillow over my head. But the sensual sounds that still permeated the pillow were beginning to affect me as well. I rolled over then and lightly touched Mike's arm.

"Are you awake?" I whispered to him.

And almost immediately knew he was. When I had touched his arm, I could tell he was lying there masturbating, listening to the same sounds that I was hearing coming from the other room.

"You horny too?" He asked.

"I am now." I answered back. "Should I get up and close the door?"

"No…" was all Mike said. And I thought then that number one it would be too obvious if I did that that we'd been laying here listening to them, and that maybe they'd think we were offended by it or something. Which obviously we weren't. Secondly, it was listening to them which got Mike and I both excited in the first place, and his "No" was all the incentive I needed to leave the door open and enjoy listening to them while Mike and I made love together then too. The next thing I knew we were engaged in a pretty loud sexy "69" which always gets my motor running, and the fact that I knew, and no doubt Mike knew as well, that Steve and Doris in all likelihood were listening to us was extremely erotic and extremely 'naughty' to me.

Mike had nicknamed me "naughty" for a reason. When I got excited, really excited, it was like this other side of me suddenly emerged. Sometimes it even embarrassed me when I thought about some of the things I said or did afterwards. But when I got "naughty" I was usually ready and willing and able to do just about anything. And I have to say; sometimes Mike took advantage of it when I did. 

In the morning, I was of course back to my old (somewhat embarrassed) self. Thankfully the boys had gotten up early to go play golf, so I wasn't placed in the position of having to confront anyone first thing in the morning. And Doris would make it easier for me at least. We'd grown close enough that we'd often confided in one another about several things, including the techniques our husbands used on us to please and excite us. I figured that we'd no doubt chat about last night over coffee or something. And we did.

"I hope we didn't bother you guys too much last night". She finally said when we sat down at the table for that first morning cup of java. 

I laughed, remembering it and flushing slightly in the face as I did.

"Oh you bothered us alright. Enough so that I am sure you heard the two of us as well!"

It was Doris's turn to blush then. "That was rather interesting wasn't it?"

We kidded and joked about it afterwards. The way the 'boys' seemed to start competing on who could make the loudest 'fuck' noises after that. I had at one point actually told Mike to "tone it down" as I thought he was overdoing it a bit. But in truth, he really was as horny as I'd seen him in a while, and with my own excitement hitting the 'naughty' stage shortly after that, I knew my own orgasm had certainly been anything but quiet.

Doris told me then that for them this was the honeymoon they had never really had. After seventeen years together, they'd really never gone anywhere exotic like this, and certainly not without their kids. And like us, they were going to make the best of it while they had the opportunity to do so.

Hearing this, once again I felt bad about their having to sleep out on that small sofa bed with us having the luxury of the giant sized one. I decided to talk to Mike when they got back and suggest that we 'switch' back and forth with them every other night at least so they could take advantage of their second honeymoon too.

Doris and I then changed into some fairly skimpy bikinis, which we'd purchased (new) just for this trip. We headed down to the beach to get some early morning sun and then planned on meeting the guys for lunch once they'd finished playing golf. We set up two lounge chairs side by side from one another, and as it was still early, and we had our own little private section of beach to sit and relax in, I removed my top so I could tan my tits a little. Doris kidded me (at first) when I did this, but seeing as we were currently alone, undid hers as well and soon joined me.

There was another Condo sitting next to ours though several yards away, and likewise had it's own little entrance onto the beach. And though once you got to the beach itself, there were no barriers to keep you from crossing one property to the other. We'd been out there about forty-five minutes when the sound of someone else coming woke me from the nice little nap I was enjoying in the sunshine. I began to look over to see where my top was when I saw another woman jogging over towards us. She'd obviously come from the Condo next to ours. Seeing it was a woman, I didn't bother covering up though Doris had. For a moment I thought this woman was just going to jog by us and keep on going down the beach, but she suddenly pulled up next to where we were laying.

"Hi!" She said. "You guys staying here next to us?" She pointed back over to where we were staying, and I nodded my head yes. 

"How long are you here for then?"

"A week, we just got here, so we've still got a week ahead of us to enjoy."

"Yes, my girlfriend and I have been here nearly a week already. We'll have to be going back soon, but we've sure enjoyed ourselves. Are you two together or?" She let the question hang in the air, and I looked over at Doris with a sudden knowing smile before looking back at the younger woman standing next to us. Half sorry I hadn't covered up now the way Doris had.

"Our 'husbands' are off playing golf." I said, emphasizing the word.

The woman gave me a somewhat sheepish grin then, and I had noticed her eyeing my bare breasts at that point.

"Well don't let them stay out uncovered too long. They'll burn really easy here. Just ask my girlfriend, hers got really burned the first day, and she's been paying the price ever since, as have I." Once again she let that little innuendo hang there until the meaning of it was understood. She said goodbye then, that perhaps we'd see each other on the beach, and finally left to finish her jog. I waited until she was a decent distance away before I turned towards Doris who suddenly burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"You. That's what's so funny. You sitting there with your boobs showing, and her looking at them nearly the entire time. You do know she's a lesbian now don't you?"

"So? What's that got to do with anything? Besides, haven't you ever wondered what it might be like to be with another woman before?"

"Why? Have you?" Doris countered back.

"Sure. I've thought about it. Almost did it once in College in fact but chickened out. But it doesn't mean I haven't thought about it or been curious to see what it would be like."

"Steve's asked me about it too." Doris finally admitted. " And you know him. He'd do just about anything to see me with another woman."

I had to agree with her on that one. Mike had made the basic same sort of implied request to me as well on several of our 'fantasy' discussions. 

"Yes, Mike would love to see me with another woman. And if the situation was perfect, and if I was comfortable enough, I'd do it for him too."

"For him? Or for yourself?" Doris questioned me then.

And I had to think about that for a moment before I answered. I had for a long time wondered about what it really would be like. And not just because Mike had asked me about it, or if I might actually consider doing it for 'him' someday either. But admittedly, ever since High School (once) and that one other time in College I had been curious, and had on a few occasions masturbated while imagining myself with another woman.

The closest I had actually gotten was in High School, though I had referred to my College (near) experience as my most recent, to Doris. In High School I knew a girl who was either bisexual, or totally lesbian. I never knew one way or the other for sure. She was a cheerleader, and because of which was always hanging around with as many boys as she was girls. But I never saw her actually dating any specific person. One day I ran into her out in the parking lot at school. Her car had been parked next to mine and she was standing there looking down at a flat tire.

"You have a spare?" I asked as I approach my own car.

"No damn it. Or I'd be changing it right now!"

The way she'd responded to me was pretty snippy, and I decided to leave her alone to her own devices then and unlocked the door to my car to get in.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean that the way it sounded." She smiled then, as I did back to her.

"That's ok." I said. "Need a lift somewhere then?"

"I'd really appreciate that. If you could drive me home, I can get my father to come back with me later with a spare once he gets home from work."

She got in my car, and soon we were on our way. I learned that her mother had died a few years back, and that she lived alone with her father. She was very much a "Tomboy" type, even though she was a Cheerleader. She was very active in all sorts of sports and had even lettered in tennis. 

When we got back to her place, she invited me in for a drink by way of appreciation for bringing her home. And I accepted.

She took me on a brief tour of the house, and we eventually ended up in her bedroom. I saw several posters of female singers, actresses and celebrity's. But what I didn't see where any males amongst them. I was standing looking at one poster when I felt her come up behind me. In the next instant I felt her hand on my shoulder and turned around to face her.

That's when she kissed me. At first, I was shocked. Not repulsed or anything like that, just surprised and shocked that I was actually standing here being kissed by another woman. And, enjoying it!

I soon found myself kissing her back, and then as she reached up and placed her hands on my breasts, I began to feel lightheaded and tingly, almost like I was going to pass out. I reached out more to steady myself than anything, but soon found my own hands caressing her breasts as well. I don't remember how long we stood there like that, but suddenly the "naughty" in me was starting to come out, and I knew if I didn't act soon, I'd be swept away in whatever it was that she wanted to do. And at that time, it wasn't something I had ever really considered doing yet. So instead, I pushed away from her, told her I simply couldn't, and left. But it had been at that very moment that I later realized, I had not only wanted to, but also regretted afterwards that I hadn't.

All this of course flashed through my mind in a few seconds and I returned back to Doris in order to answer her.

"If I ever do have the opportunity to experience it again. I probably will." I admitted to her. "I have been curious, and I won't deny that. And yes, Mike would probably love to see me do it too. So I guess I'd do it for both of those reasons."

"We could always go back to the Condo, time it so the boys got back and find us in bed together. Boy, wouldn't they be surprised and delighted?"

I wasn't sure if she was kidding me, or being serious. And in a way she was being both. And we joked more about that too. The 'guys' would definitely love to see that. 

"Who knows, anything could happen." I said. And though Doris didn't say anything. She didn't NOT say anything about it either. Which knowing Doris as well as I did, said a lot. If she was dead set against something someone said, or had a difference of opinion, she had always spoken her mind. So the fact she'd remained silent, said she wasn't opposed the possibility of it either.

Once again the four of us went out to dinner that night. But this time I kept the drinking down to my minimum two glasses. And as Doris was taking her turn at being the designated driver, she of course didn't have anything to drink at all. When we returned once again to the condo however, we had a few mixed drinks and sat outside on the porch overlooking the ocean and watching the waves come rolling in. I glanced over in the direction of the condo next to ours, and could at least see that "they" were also home by the number of lights that were on. She had been looking at my breasts, obviously so. And I felt them harden thinking about it. And the "naughty" in me sort of came out then, and I mentioned the incident to the guys while we were all sitting there on our porch. Both Steve and Mike took immediate interest of course, asking questions after that about what the "girl" looked like, what were we doing at the time, etc. And that's when Doris jumped in; joking about how we'd discussed timing their arrival earlier, with their coming back from golfing and finding the two of us in bed together. Well, you should have seen the look on their faces! 

"Would you ever really consider doing something like that with each other?" Steve had asked.

And Doris hesitated, though the drinks she was now having were obviously having some affect on her inhibitions.

"If I was horny enough I guess I probably would." She said. And then added, "So….you planning on making me really horny tonight are you?"

Silly me. The naughty in me still wasn't up and about yet, so I attempted to redirect the situation before it became any wilder than it was getting already.

"By the way. It's really unfair that you and I have the big bed every single night. We really should trade with them every other night at least so we can all have a good time in bed."

"Or………" Mike began. And maybe I should have seen it coming but I didn't. "We could all simply sleep in the same bed together. There's plenty of room. And besides, after last night, we might as well have been in the same bed together anyway!"

So there we were. Full circle. Back to the images and the sounds and the excitement of the previous evening. And the naughty in me was now listening. But even then, I didn't want to say or do anything that would affect our friendship or relationship with either Steve or Doris.

"Maybe they would like the bed to themselves" I said.

"Maybe not." Doris suddenly chimed in. And you should have seen the smiles on Mike and Steve's faces when she said that!

Steve was the first one to act then too. The gauntlet had been thrown down, and he was the first one to pick it up. He reached over, placed Doris's hands in his and pulled her up out of the chair she was sitting in.

"Come on. All this talk has definitely gotten me horny. And if you think I'm going to let you back out of this now, you're crazy!" 

As Steve led Doris by the hand back into the condo, Mike reached down pulling me up as well. "Are you sure about this?" He asked. But he saw then that naughty was already wide-awake and very interested by this time. And neither of us spoke another word as we followed them both back inside.

As I have mentioned before. We've all seen one another naked. But there is a definite difference in being naked and in seeing someone nakedly aroused. Seeing Steve's hard swollen cock was exciting. And it was equally exciting to me that Doris was seeing my husband's stiff erection as well. We pulled the covers down off the bed, Doris turned off all the lights except for the one in the bathroom that just cast a faint shadow of light into the room. But frankly, I was glad for that as well. As horny as I was, and certainly getting more and more the further things went along, I'm still not sure I would have been comfortable that first time in the bright overhead light of the bedroom blaring down on me and revealing all my little imperfections. Mike of course always said I had a beautiful body. But then he should. After all, he 'is' my husband. But laying there naked, next to our friends the way we were, it was still a combination of excitement and fear that things wouldn't live up to everyone's expectations, or that once things actually did get started, that someone would have second thoughts about what it was we were doing.


A Week in Paradise



Last winter I happened into a depressed state. I was busting my balls at work, taking on jobs that were far outside my duties. The weather didn't help any, in fact it made it worse. It got dark early, it was always cold and the snowfall had been unusually merciless that year. I was bitching to my sister about all of this one day over coffee when she made me an offer I couldn't refuse. 

"Peter, take a look at this. "she said, while pulling a brochure out of her bag. It was an advertisement for one of those package holidays in the Caribbean. It offered one week of fun in the sun for a single, set price. 

"This is nice, "I said, throwing the brochure on the table. "but these deals are for two people. I've got no one to go with. "

My sister, Emily, picked up the packet and shoved it back at me. "Well, I've got vacation time lined up; I'll go with you. "

Like I said, I just couldn't refuse. I too had vacation time; actually I had it in excessive amounts. And nothing seemed a better cure for my blues than a week on a warm island surrounding by beautiful blue water. So, my sister arranged the whole thing and fifteen days later our plane touched down in Jamaica. 

I was a little weary at first: our hotel's airport shuttle was this rusted out van driven by a man that must have had too much to drink. But after braving a dangerous car ride down narrow Jamaican roads, I was pleasantly surprised by our hotel. The Gilligan Resort and Inn was located on it's own secluded beach. It had a giant pool, filled with clear blue water, it's own nightclub and several decent bars for us to enjoy. Our package required Emily and I to share a room but boy were we happy with our accommodations. Our room was actually a huge suite with a private balcony view of the sea and a bedroom each, for my sister and me. The bathroom was a hotel room unto itself: it featured a shower that could double as a sauna and nice, if not cozy, hot tub. 

Emily couldn't wait to hit the water and as soon as she got settled, threw together a beach bag and headed out the door. 

"See-ya bro!" She said, walking out of our suite. I decided I wanted to enjoy our room for bit so I ordered up a Banana Daiquiri, changed into shorts and a tee-shirt and kicked up my feet on the balcony. 

We had quite a nice view of the water and beach below. After sunning myself for a while, I stood up and surveyed the scene. The sand was teeming with all kinds of people, half-naked and having a good time. I couldn't help but notice all the beautiful women in slick one piece swimming suits and revealing bikinis. Deciding I wanted to get a better look, I threw on my swimming trunks, grabbed a towel and headed to beach. 

I searched among the vacationers for an eternity and just when I was about to give up, I recognized my sister's bag. Emily was sunbathing face down and barely acknowledged my arrival. But honestly, I couldn't help but notice her. 

It may be wrong to check out your sister but with her face covered, she'll look like your average sexy woman catching sun on the beach. Her skin had already begun to turn brown and on top of that, Emily had applied generous amounts of oil making her appear good enough to eat. I really couldn't take my eyes off of her ass: it was huge, round and it's flesh was nicely offset by the clingy white material of her bathing suit. 

"Jesus Christ, man. "I said while thinking impure thoughts about my own sister. 

Emily stirred a bit. "What's that? "

I turned away from her quickly. "Ah, nothing. It's the beach… it looks nice. "

"You should go into the water; it's nice and cool. "she answered. Believing that it was a good moment for some cold water, I took Emily's advice.

After that embarrassing, if not guilty, incident, the vacation went smoothly. My sister and I both developed unhealthy tans, explored the island, got some shopping done and took a nice little snorkeling adventure. 

On the third night, we decided to try out our hotel's club. The Rumba Room, as it was called, was pleasant enough with a live DJ spinning a mix of club and Caribbean music. I danced a little with Emily but after a time, decided to give it a rest and take to the bar. I soon lost track of my sister but happened upon a gorgeous British woman who seemed to like me buying her drinks. We talked for a while, laughed, exchanged some flirtatious dialogue and generally had a good time. However, Lady Luck wasn't with me and the Brit eventually bid me goodnight. I looked around for Emily, couldn't find her and retired to our room. 

To offset the feeling of rejection, I grabbed an overpriced bottle of champagne from the fridge, filled up the hot tub and tired to soak my worries away. Thoughts of what could have happened with the woman at the bar filled my head and I started to stroke my cock under the water. But I wasn't to get very far: I heard the door unlock. 

"Emily? "I called. 

"Yea, it's me. Where are you? "

"In hear! "I answered. 

She popped her head around the door. "What are you doing? "

"Ahhhh, just relaxing. "

She opened the door a bit more. "What happened to that redhead you were talking to? She was cute! "

I sank into the tub. "Aw, she had to catch a plane home, I guess. "

"Well, too bad for my little brother. "She said in a baby voice. "Mind if I join you? "

"Sure. "The tub was a little small, but I didn't care. 

Emily pulled off her pair of cut-off jean shorts and slipped into the water with me. She was wearing a tee-shirt that, when it got wet, became sheer enough to allow me a view of this marvelous black bikini top that squeezed her breasts together. 

"Doesn't this thing have bubbles or something? "she asked. 

"Yea, hold on. "I reached, pushed a button and soothing jets created bubbles in the tub. 

"Hey, you weren't going to drink that by yourself, were you? ". Emily said, pointing to the glass of champagne. I held up the bottle and poured the last few drops of alcohol into the water. My sister frowned. "No more? "

"There's more in the fridge out there. "I replied. Emily got out of the tub and into the other room. As she was leaving, I caught another glimpse of her scrumptious ass: her bikini bottom had bunched itself between her cheeks and made an impromptu g-string. Emily's wet, tanned rear-end upgraded my erection from slightly aroused to painfully throbbing. I took my cock in my hands and gave it a squeeze. I desperately needed relief. 

My sister came back into the bathroom, waving the bottle of champagne. "Thirty dollars a bottle? We better make this count. "She set the bottle down and slipped into the water. As if to torture me a little bit more, she peeled her soaking shirt off, revealing her luscious chest. She sank into the tub and the top of her cleavage bobbed in the water. I tried hard not to stare at her tits but the bottle of champagne had dulled my good sense to look away. Truth be told, I hadn't been that close to a pair of breasts in a long time and sister or not, Emily had me going good. But, I persevered: we both finished the champagne in no time and were totally smashed.

"Alright, Sis, "I said sarcastically. "turn around, I gotta piss bad! "

Emily laughed. "It's not like I haven't seen it before. "

Our banter had grown quite familiar as the night worn on but I really had to relieve myself. "Well, it's either in the toilet or in the tub… turn around! "

"Alright, alright. "she said while shifting around. 

I stumbled out of the water and slipped a couple times on my way to the toilet but made eventually reached my destination. I checked on Emily to make sure she wasn't peeking then pulled my dick out and emptied my bladder. 

My sister started to giggle and I turned around. "What? "

"I can do that. "she said.

"Do what? "

"Piss standing up! "Emily yelled. 

I shook off and returned to the tub. Emily turned around, her head was barely above the water line. Her smooth skin brushed against my legs and once again, my cock stirred. 

She pushed herself up. "No, I really can. It's not that hard. "

"Whatever… "

"Two bottles of champagne says I can. ". A crooked smile hung on her face. 

I was quite intrigued, not to mention drunk and horny. "You're on! "I said. "But, how am I going to know you're not cheating. "

She rose out of the tub and headed for the toilet. "What do ya mean? "

"I mean, if I can't see, how do I know you're not pouring water in the toilet or something? ".

"Then watch me! "She giggled. 

It was one of those things that, if I had been sober, would have had no problem putting a stop to. "I'm sorry, this is going too far. "I would have said. But no: I was too smashed to do the right thing. Grinning like an idiot and soaking wet, I joined my sister next to the toilet. 

"Alright, you ready? "Emily asked.

"When you are. "I replied, eyeing her crotch like it was the last one on Earth. 

She clipped her thumbs on the inside of her bikini button and started to tug them down. The wet material peeled off of her skin in the most erotic way. I nearly choked when I saw her sweet little mound covered by a manicured tuft of black hair. 

Emily broke my trance. "Okay, you ready? "

"Uh-huh, sure… "I said.

She placed a hand on the top of her mound and pulled up on her skin. Her snatch opened up like a flower to reveal a bit of pink flesh. She bent her knees just a little, pushed out her stomach and released a torrent of piss into the toilet. 

"Christ! "I yelled.

"What? Never seen this before? ". Emily giggled. 

"It's fucking hot as shit! ". She abruptly stopped but she still stood there, hand on her crotch. 

"Hot as shit, eh? "Emily quipped. Before I could answer she turned and faced me. Then, she started to piss again except this time her stream landed directly on my the front of my shorts. 

"What the fuck are you doing! "I yelled. Emily squirted out the last bit of urine and started to run out the room laughing. I looked down at my trunks which, beside being wet and covered in piss, had tented out. Rather than being mad or just weird out I felt quite giddy. I playfully stormed out of the bathroom and searched loudly for Emily. I found her hiding in her bed, head peaking out over the covers. I walked up and threw the covers down.

"I'm going to get you, little girl! "I shouted it a deep voice. 

"No, no! Don't hurt me big brother. "Emily responded, pouting. 

I untied the drawstrings of my trunks and slipped the front down below my balls. I angled my erect cock just right and tried to force pee out. 

My sister got this wide-eyed look on her face. "What the hell? ". Then when she realized what I was about to do she screamed. "No, I gotta sleep here! "

"Too late! "I said. The urine flowed up the length of my shaft and shot out into an arc over my sister. I shifted a bit and got my sister right square in the stomach. 

"Motherfucker! "she yelled laughing. Emily held up a hand to block my stream. The piss reflected off of her hand and splashed out all over. She clamped her fist on the head of my dick and the last of my piss ran down the length of my member. Although the attack was now over, my sister didn't remove her hand from my cock. In fact, she pulled and squeezed on the tip. 

I don't think Emily intended it to happen but I was excited and so close to orgasm that her minimal touch sent me over the edge. Forgetting temporarily that this woman was my sister, I cocked my head back and let my dick spasm. Hot loads of cum shot out of my shaft and on to Emily's hand and ran down her wrist. I looked at her through squinted eyes and her face told me she was very, very surprised. I guess the reality of having her brother jizz in her palm cut through the alcohol in her body. 

"Oh God, I'm so sorry! "I gushed, pulling my slippery cock at of her hand and stuffing it back in my shorts. Emily looked at her cum covered hand, her eyes wide and jaw slack. 

"Um, that's okay… I better clean this off. "she muttered.

"Yea, sure. Um, yea… okay. "I stammered as she got up and went to the bathroom. 

Emily returned, threw on some fresh clothes and surveyed her room. She looked bewildered and confused. She started to strip her bed but I interrupted.

"Um, why don't you take my bed tonight. I'll sleep on the couch or something. "I told her. She nodded her head and walked away. I felt a need to say something more. "Emily, um, sorry about… "

"Hey, we had too much to drink. That's all. It's over. "she replied, not once turning around. 

What had been a great vacation turned into something very bad. Yes, we were drunk and probably out of our minds for a bit but what happened was more than a product of bad judgment. My sister and I finished out the week in silence and when we got back, went our separate ways. It wasn't until much later that we talked again but that is, of course, a story for another day.



A Week In Paradise



The plane ride was long and rough. But they were finally there. James smiled at Rose as the small plane lands on the airstrip on an island. 

"This is going to be great!" he says. Rose smiles back at him. 

As they walk off the plane in the early afternoon sun, they are greeted by smiles from the locales, flower petals thrown at their feet, and a nice warm breeze coming off the ocean. 

"Mmmmm," Rose says as she turns to James. "I think I'm going to like it here!" He smiles back and places a kiss on her cheek. They both had time off from their busy schedules so they decided to take a week and go to a secluded island in the French Polynesia. 

It is a smaller "getaway" island, not known much to the general public. But if you search hard enough, one can find these beautiful "getaway" islands, spend some time there, and not spend too much money. 

The couple walked into the main lobby to get directions and the key to their small bungalow. The luggage will be waiting in their room. It is only a ten-minute walk there so Rose smiles and grabs James' hand. 

"Let's walk, and enjoy the beautiful scenery," she suggests. 

"Great idea," he responds and then adds, "Ready to go?" 

He thanks the desk clerk as they head out the door onto the trail. Rose takes a hold of his hand as they walk up the hill. The air smells sweet and exotic. There are palm trees and lush flowering bushes scattered here and there. She stops and leans over to smell an exotic-looking flower. "It smells so sweet," she thinks and smiles to herself. She feels James' hands on her hips and it interrupts her thoughts. 

"You look so beautiful," he says running his hands over her bottom. "I can't keep my hands off you." 

"Oh, stop!" She says with a smile and a giggle, feeling a little embarrassed. She straightens up and kisses him on the lips. She feels his tongue parting her mouth, kissing her deeply. His hands are under her shirt, running up and down her back. Then she feels him fumbling with the bra snaps. "No, not here," she says breaking away shaking her head. "Someone will see." 

"Let them see then. They will enjoy what they see!" he declares with a huge smile. 

"No, come on. Let's go!" She says grabbing his hand to lead him. They walk up the rest of the hill. At the top, they are greeted with a view of the ocean and a gorgeous beach covered in white sand. "Oh wow!" she exclaims, "It is just so beautiful!" 

"Not as beautiful as you." James adds. 

"Stop with the mushy stuff already!" Rose laughs and they head down the path to their little bungalow. They had passed six or seven bungalows before coming to theirs. 

"Number 25. Ok, this is ours." James brings her close to his body. He plants another deep kiss on her before they enter the room. Then he unlocks the door and lets her enter first. It is an enchanting little room. Wood floors, a few windows. There is a huge bed on one side of the room. A mosquito net surrounds it, making it look very inviting and romantic. On the other side of the room are two chairs and a table. A vase of flowers sits on it. There is another door. Rose goes over and opens it to find a walk-in closet and a small hallway leading to the bathroom, complete with a tub. A large window overlooks the tub and she peers out to see the ocean and palms. It looks very private. 

Rose walks back into the room and realizes there is a balcony. James is out there and she walks out to see what he is doing. 

"Wow. It is just so nice!" she says as she walks closer to James. He wraps his arms around her as she stands with him, looking out over the ocean and beach. 

"Yes, this is a great place for us to spend some time together." She could feel his breath against her ear. Then his wet tongue, tracing her ear, biting. 

"Mmmm," she moans. Then she turns her head to kiss him. Their tongues entangle in each other’s mouths. Rose turns her body and wraps her arms around James' body. He kisses her neck and starts sucking and nibbling there. 

"You are so sexy!" he whispers. "Mmm, I want to give it to you right here, right now." 

"Ohh," she leans back as he moves lower, kissing her chest. His large hands drift under her shirt and finally undo her bra. He removes it and tosses it aside onto the chair. His hardness is pushing through his pants. She runs her hand over it, gently rubbing it. Then she unzips his pants, pulling them down along with his briefs. She flashes a smile as she see his hard cock spring up, greeting her. 

James turns her around all of a sudden so that her back is to him. He places her hands on the railing of the balcony and runs his hands up her arms and over her body. He lifts up her dress and eagerly pulls down her panties. His hands run over her bottom and in-between her legs. 

"You are so wet," he whispers in her ear. "I like to see that. Spread your legs wider. I've been waiting since before the plane ride to fuck you." 

His words turn her on and cause her to get excited. She loves his dirty talk and she spreads her legs apart even more. She feels his hand and middle finger running along her wet slit. Then she feels his large, hard cock sliding in. 

"Oh," she gasps as she feels James enter her tight wetness. He thrusts himself up and in making her gasp louder. His hands on her hips as he works her. Rose grabs the railing tighter as he pumps in and out. His arms wrapped around her body, grabbing her large breasts, squeezing them. He pulls her in closer to him as he pumps harder. She reaches around and holds onto him, pushing her hips into him. Their moans getting louder. 

"Oh baby, I going to cum." he breathes heavily. 

"Yes, hurry, cum into me," she replied, pushing harder into him. His hand goes down to her clit and starts rubbing it hard. 

"Cum with me, cum with me." James whispers into her ear. 

"Ohhh, keep doing that," she moans and grabs onto him harder as he rubs more. 

"Ohhh, I'm cumming!" she screams and grabs back onto the railing, savoring the feeling. 

"Uhhh," he grunts and his seed shoots into her. He holds her tight against his cock, sending streams of warm liquid deep into her. "Oh baby, feel me cum into you." 

"Mmmm," she moans as she circles her round bottom and squeezes her pussy around his cock. 

They hold each other like this for a few minutes. Then James slides out of her and she turns back around to kiss him again. 

"Let's go inside and freshen up. We can go the beach later!" He smiles and kisses her mouth again. "It going to be a beautiful afternoon!" 

By the time Rose and James showered and got their suitcases unpacked, it was already getting dark outside. Both were suffering from a case of jet lag too. James decided to take a little nap before dinner. So Rose sat out on the balcony to enjoy the rest of the sunset. The beach is not that far from their bungalow, maybe 100 feet or so. What a peaceful evening. The sound of waves crashing, filling the air with music. The sky was purple and orange. 

Rose leans on the railing looking down at the beach. Not many people out there now. Her eyes skim the beach and fall across a person. It is a man, he is just standing there. Wait a minute, what is he staring at? The man waves his arm at her. Rose looks around to see who he was waving at but sees no one around. She looks back at the man. He points at her and waves again. Rose is surprised but waves back. She couldn't really tell, but it looked as if the man flashed a huge smile when she did this. He then ran off down the beach. 

"I wonder who that was?" she asked herself. "That was strange." She walked back into the room. James was just getting up. 

"Hi honey," he said looking sleepy still. "I am sorry I fell asleep. Shall we get ready to go to dinner?" 

"Oh yes, let's get ready" she replied. She walked into the bathroom and started changing. 

About thirty minutes later, Rose emerged at the door, wearing a short blue dress. The dress had a sheer, blue layer on it, and it was beautiful on her body. James just stood there, awed by her beauty. 

"Wow Rose. You look so beautiful!" Rose blushed when he said this and gave a little smile. He was wearing some beige shorts and a nice white short-sleeved shirt. 

"Thank you James" she said. 

Ten minutes later, they were sitting in an outdoor beach restaurant. The restaurant was very romantic. Flower garland hung everywhere. Candlelit tables. Rose and James took their seats at a table. 

Their dinner was filled with great conversation and laughter. They were having a great time and eating very delicious island food. Rose took another sip of her wine and looked over to her right. Her eyes met those of a man. It looked like the same man who waved at her from the beach. Rose looked away and felt her face growing red. She took another sip of her wine a looked towards him again. He smiled and nodded his head at her. She gave a weak smile back and quickly turned back. It was him. 

"Are you ok?" James asked her. 

"Uhh, yes." Rose looked at him. "Yes, I just think the wine is getting to me." She smiled at him and he grabs hold of her hand. 

"Want to go for a walk on the beach?" he asked staring into her bright eyes. 

"Yes," Rose responded. "Let's do that." 

The moon was shining down upon them as they walked through the sand. There was not a single person around. Rose leaned over and took off her sandals. James did the same. Then he took Rose's hand again as they walked further. The crashing waves of the ocean at their bare feet. James turned to Rose and held her in his arms. 

"Look at the moon," he whispered. "Look at it shine on the water." 

"Yes," she looked at him. He looked down at her. Their lips met in a passionate kiss. Their tongues exploring in the other's mouth. She pressed up against him. Her breasts against him. He was hard. She wrapped her arms around him and held him tight. 

He took her hand and gently laid her down on the sand. He was on top of her, holding her arms back in the sand, kissing her hard and deep. She could really feel him now. He finally let go of her arms. Still kissing him, she undid his belt and zipper. He lifted up her dress and was happy to see that she was not wearing panties. He helped her with his shorts and then guided his shaft deep into her. He slowly slid back and forth in her, building up speed. Rose bent her legs and wrapped them around James, allowing him in deeper. 

It did not take her long to climax, and when she did, he exploded inside her, filling her up. It must have been the sand covered beach. Or the moonlight. Maybe it was the ocean or the fact that she was in paradise. Whatever it was, it made her feel beautiful and sexy. There was something inside her, something that was making her let go of her inhibitions. 

They soon got up and headed back to their room. On the way back, Rose could have sworn that she had seen something lurking around the bushes by the beach. But she let that thought go almost as soon as she thought it. She was with the most perfect man in the world, and she didn't want to let him go.

The next morning, Rose and James sat on the balcony and ate their breakfast. The day was already warm and full of sunshine. Rose nibbled on her fruit while James drank his coffee. 

"What do you want to do today?" he asked her, watching her take a bite out of a strawberry. 

"Anything with you," she replied flirting a little. 

"Why don't we go sailing. It's going to be such a beautiful day." James said and Rose agreed. They finished their breakfast and headed down to the dock where the boats were kept. 

They walked along the wooden dock to the hut where a few people sat around, looking bored out of their minds. 

"How may I help you?" The tall man behind the counter asked. 

"We would like to rent a boat. Preferably a sailboat," James responded wrapping his arms around Rose's waist and swaying with her. 

"Hmm, yes. We have many," the man replied. "Would you like a guide to go with you?" 

James raised his eyebrows and looked at Rose. She nodded her head and they accepted. A guide would be nice. They could learn lots about the ocean life and the island. James paid the man and the man told them that their guide would be right with them. 

They walked over and sat underneath an umbrella while their boat was being prepared. About 10 minutes later, everything was ready. A man walked over to them. 

"Hello, I will be your guide today. Please follow me." 

Rose and James got up and followed the guide. He led them to their boat. While they were walking, Rose couldn't help but think that the man looked familiar. Where has she seen him before? He was not bad looking at all. Very tanned, dark haired, brown eyes. She couldn't place him though. 

James got onto the boat and offered his hand to Rose. Soon they were on their way out onto the ocean. The boat was quite large. Rose laid out in her bikini while James talked to the guide. 

"Where will you be taking us?" James asked. 

"Out onto the ocean. We will sail around a couple small islands and enjoy seeing some of the sea-life," replied the man. 

He almost sounds like a travel brochure, James thought. He looked over at Rose laying there soaking up the sun. She looked good. In fact, she'll look even better with no top on. James walked over to her and sat down. He took the tanning lotion and squirted some in his hand. He rubbed it on her shoulders. She smiled and said thank you. 

"You don't want to get tan lines Rose," his hands drifted toward the ties of her bikini top. He started untying them. 

"JAMES! Stop! Don't do that." Rose protested holding her top to her breasts. "There are other people here." 

"Just the guide. I am sure he doesn't mind." He turned to the guide who was pretending not to hear them while he was steering the boat. "Hey guide, do you mind if she does some nude sunbathing?" 

"Oh no, of course not. Many of our guests do," The guide replied. "In fact, I think your friend has a very beautiful body." Rose felt pretty embarrassed but agreed to bath nude, but only the top. 

Later on, Rose was thinking again about where she had seen this guide. Then it hit her. One the beach. He was waving at her when she was on the balcony. She also glanced at him at the restaurant. She opened her eyes and looked at him again. She saw him, gawking at her from a chair. He quickly looked away and then got up and went to a different part of the boat. James came over and sat down by her. 

"That man was gawking at me," Rose whispered. "In fact, I think he was drooling." James let out a laugh. 

"Honey, look at you. You're beautiful." James reached up and cupped her breast. "Any man in his right mind would look at you. You are like a goddess!" 

"Oh stop, you're embarrassing me!" Rose felt herself growing red. James kissed her moist wet mouth and hi lips made a path down to her breasts. He took a nipple into his mouth. Rose leaned back her head. 

"Sorry to interrupt you two but we are at our destination." The guide surprised both of them. Rose quickly put on her top and got up. James followed her. The boat was anchored down close to a very white beach. This is where they would go swimming. The water was clear, and you could see all kinds of colorful fish swimming around. 

After over an hour of enjoying the water, the three headed back to the dock. It was late afternoon and Rose decided to take a little nap. James decided to talk more with the guide. They talked about the island and the people. Then the conversation drifted to him and Rose. 

"You have a very lovely wife sir," the guide said. James couldn't help but chuckle. 

"Oh she's not my wife, just a very good friend." James said. "I couldn't help but notice you checking her out though." 

"Sorry sir, I didn't mean..." he got interrupted. 

"No apologies needed. I don't mind. She doesn't mind, even though sometimes she does get a little embarrassed." 

"Well, I'm sorry, I just, I just wish I could have a girl like her. I bet she is great in........." the guide stopped. "I mean, I bet... never mind." James laughed. 

"Don't worry about it, In fact, how would you like to meet us later?" James had a smile on his face. He had a fantasy, and he was going to make it happen. "You seem like a nice man. Why don't you come over for a drink?" 

"Thanks sir, I would like to," the guide responded. And it was set then. The guide continued to drive the boat. Now, James had to break the news to Rose. James sat down by her and she woke up. James asked her if she remembered the fantasy he told her a long time ago. Rose said yes and James told her the plans. Everything was set. James held Rose in his arms as they watched the water swirl away from the boat, as they continued on to the dock. 


Both were anxious for the evening and Rose started asking James some questions. 

"What made you think this is the one?" 

"He seemed to really be attracted to you," James replied. "That makes it better. And you seem to think he is great looking too." 

"Yes, yes. I think he may have been watching me and us," Rose said. 

"What do you mean?" asked James curiously. And Rose explained. She told him about his wave at the balcony, about him watching her swim that day. Rose also told him that she thought the guy had a hard on, when she got out of the water, back onto the boat.  

"I think we both did," said James. Rose continued to tell him about the night they made love on the beach. She thought someone was watching them, maybe it was him. 

There was a knock at the door. James walked over and answered it. It was the guide. James let the man in and led him to a chair. 

"Tell us your name," Rose told the dark and handsome man. 

"My name Pedro," he answered with a smile. "It is Pedro." 

"Nice to meet you Pedro." James replied. "I've got a few questions for you, Pedro." 

"Uh, ok." Pedro looked nervous. Rose sat down in a chair and crossed her legs. She was wearing nothing but a long lightweight robe. You could almost see right through it. 

"I understand you have been watching my girl here," James said eyeing Pedro. "Watching her on the beach. Watching her swim. Do you like watching her? Do you like what you see?" 

"Ye.....yes," Pedro stutters. 

"Did you watch us?" James continued. "Did you watch us make love on the beach?" 

"Uhhh, I didn't mean to but......." Pedro seemed really nervous now. "I thought we were having drinks?" 

"You will be having more than just a drink tonight Pedro," James said. "We talked it over and Rose agreed to fulfill a long desired fantasy of mine." 

Rose smiled. "Yes, Pedro, tonight James will watch, as you take me. As I will be fulfilling your fantasy as well." 

James walked over to Rose. He runs his hand through her long golden hair. She looks up at him. He then looks to Pedro. 

"Well this is your chance Pedro. This is your chance to have what you so desired. To have what you watched from behind the bushes." James walks back over to him and asks, "Do you understand?" 

"Yes." Pedro replies. "Yes, I understand." 

"Then go. Go have what you desire." James smiles at Rose. Rose smiles back, stands up and walks over to Pedro. James walks over to the corner and sits down. 

"Miss," Pedro begins. "You are so beautiful. I've watched you. I want to ... how do I say...... to fuck you, your mouth." 

Rose smiles. She thought to herself, that is what all men want. They just all want a piece of her. 

The man walked slowly towards her, eyeing her up and down. James did not know what was going on in his mind, but he thought he was going to enjoy this. This was his fantasy, to watch his girl pleasure another man. To watch Rose enjoy giving pleasure to another man. James continued to watch them from the chair in the corner of the room. 

The man took her and pushed her down on her knees. He undid his pants and kicked them off. A hard dark cock greeted Rose at her lips. He took her by the hair and guided his cock into her mouth. Rose started sucking on him. Her mouth moving along his shaft. His hard cock tasted sweet, like the flowers she smelled on the island. He was pushing Rose's head down on him. 




A Week In Paradise



Rose seemed to be enjoying herself and this caused James' cock to grow even harder. So he took it out and started massaging it with his hand. Pumping his cock with his hand. He mimicked the movements of Rose's mouth. This scene turned him on very much. To see his girl suck someone else off. 

The man was grunting heavily and saying something in another language. He was plunging deep into her hot wet mouth. Rose looked over at James while she was sucking. She saw him masturbating himself. 

Mmmm, getting two men off at the same time. This thought caused Rose to get very wet. Pedro grunted again and said something that sounded like he was going to cum. 

He withdrew from her mouth, helped her up and pushed her back on the bed. He spread her legs and brought her knees to her chest. He touched her beautiful breasts. He sucked them while he was cupping them, massaging them. The man placed his tongue on her sweet sex. He ran his tongue from front to back. He had a rather large tongue and he was sloppy with it. He placed a finger inside Rose's wet cunt. He moved it in and out of her quickly. She started to moan, arching her back. James was pumping his cock really hard now and he thought he was going to explode. 

Until what he saw happening next. The man took his hard cock and was running it up and down Rose's wet slit. He had a wicked smile on his face. He was getting ready to plunge into her. Wait a minute, James thought. I do not want this strange man to fuck her. He thought he would just cum on her breasts or something. Just some oral sex. "Oh my God," he thought, "what was he thinking?" James drops his still hard cock. This is not how he envisioned it. 

"Stop!" he yelled. "Just stop right now!" The man jumped and turned around. James was coming towards him. He pulled him off Rose. 

"Leave right now!" James continued. "Don't ever come back." 

"But ... but." The man looked confused and scared. Then he scrambled around to find his clothes and ran out the door. The door slammed shut behind him. Rose was sitting up now and covering herself with a sheet. 

"Wha..... What was that about?" Rose asked. 

"I am so sorry Rose. I didn't know what I was thinking." James sat down on the bed with her. "I.....I just don't know what I was even thinking, making you do this." 

"But I was ok with it." Rose was looking into his eyes. "I thought it would make you happy. It was your fantasy. Are you ok?" 

"When I saw him with his cock, getting ready to enter you," James took her in his arms. His cock was no longer hard. "I said to myself, I did not want him taking your pleasure. I didn't want him in you. I didn't want you to feel used, I guess." 

"Oh my God, James, I am so sorry. I thought that you wanted this." 

"I thought so too Rose. But then I couldn't let it happen anymore. I am sorry," He squeezed her tight. "I am so sorry for making you do this and feel this way." He gave her a long passionate kiss. 

"It is ok James. We will be ok." She told him, still looking into his eyes. 

They did not make love that night. They both held each other tight throughout the night. Not letting go of one another. They slept that way until the early morning hours. 


A crack of thunder woke Rose up. She looked over at James. He was sleeping. A flash of lighting shown through their room, then another crack of thunder. Rose slid out of bed and went to the window. The sky sure was putting on a show. She walked out onto the balcony and sat in the chair. It was after three o'clock in the morning. A cool breeze blew off the ocean. Rose was starting to think about what happened last night. She thought about James. He didn't act that way before. What was he feeling? 

She closed her eyes to relive the moment one last time. Pedro was very good looking. His touch turned her on. The way he used his tongue was different, but incredible. He tasted as good as this island smelled. Rose was starting to get turned on again just thinking about all of this. She lifted her nightie up and let her hand trail down between her legs. She was warm and moist. She needed to pleasure herself. She started massaging her clit. The sensation felt so good. She inserted a finger into her wet tunnel, making her moan into the breeze. The sky was getting more intense as the storm approached. 

Rose heard footsteps and she quickly sat up and adjusted her nightie. "Honey, what are you doing out here?" James asked as he walked out onto the baloney. 

"Oh, just enjoying the sky," Rose replied. "Look at it." 

"Yes, it is very intense," he said looking up at the sky. "Must be some storm coming." He walked over to Rose, stood behind her and started rubbing her shoulders. "I am sorry again about last night..." he said running his hands through her hair. 

"Don't worry about it James," Rose turned and looked at him. "It is done with. We are here together and that's all that matters." She smiled. 

He smiled right back at her and brought her hand up to his mouth to kiss it. As he did, he couldn't help but smell her sex on it. "Rose, have you been..." he trailed off. 

"Yes," she said looking down. "I couldn't help it. I feel so, so turned on right now." She looked back up at him. "This storm......." 

James smiled at her at brought her hand up to his mouth and took her finger in his mouth, He could taste her as he sucked it, and she tasted good. He felt the desire to have her right there on the baloney again. He bent down and kissed her on the mouth. Deep, hungry kisses. 

The sky was really lighting up now. He slid down his shorts and helped Rose out of her nightie. Rose took his hard cock and placed a kiss on the tip. She ran her tongue down the length of his shaft as he held her head to guide her. He loved his cock in her mouth. So smooth, so hard. 

"Suck it Rose, suck it hard," he moaned to her. 

She did so, placing her warm moist mouth over it. Sucking hard, flicking his cock with her tongue. James was really thrusting his cock into her mouth now. She let it slide down her throat, her mouth accepting each thrust. He was getting close now, and when the thunder cracked across the sky, he came. He squirted in her mouth. 

She swallowed it willingly and ran her tongue across her lips as she did. He exited her mouth and pumped his shaft more. He shot his load on her face and hair. Then he kissed her again. He moved his hand down her body, dripping with his seed. His hand moved between her legs and he felt how wet she was. 

"God Rose, you are so wet," he whispered into her ear. "I am going to make you cum hard. Cum so hard that you scream into that storm." Rose got wetter hearing this and James knew it. He kneeled down and smelled her sex. He loved the way she smelled and tasted. He could eat her all night. Sprinkles of rain came down on them. The rain ran down her body and mixed with her juices. 

His tongue teased her clit. Moving back and forth across it. He inserted a couple fingers, drawing more juice out of her. She moaned and started rocking her hips against his mouth. He looked up at her face. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling and biting her lip. He loved to watch her expressions as he gave her pleasure. 

"More," she screamed. "Give me more!" He was happy to obliged. "I'm so close James. Please... I need your cock! Please, right now." 

He looked up at her again. She was dripping wet with rain. His hard cock was waiting to plunge into her. He stood up and lifted Rose to the table. She laid back against it and spread her legs wide. 

"Fuck me!" she demanded. And with that she held his cock as he slowly slid it into her. He watched it disappear into her and he watched it come back out. He saw his cock covered in her juices. This made him get harder and Rose tightened her pussy around his cock. He worked harder and faster, trying to beat the storm. 

Every moan and scream coming out of her, pushing him more. The rain was coming down hard on them. Their slippery bodies coming to a climax. 

"Ohhhh," Rose started to cum. He felt her pussy explode around his cock. "I'm cumming, come with me James!" she screamed. 

With a loud grunt and a final thrust, he shot his warm seed into her. Rose sat up and grabbed onto him, pulling him in closer and tighter. He pumped her some more and shot into her and she savored the feeling of it. Their juices mixing in her pussy. Rose climaxed again as he shot another stream in her. Then he collapsed onto her, still inside her. They kissed deeply again, both spent, and both very exhausted. 

BOOM! The sky suddenly roared with thunder and made them both jump. They both looked at the sky, then each other, and they started to laugh. They kissed deeply again and then James exited her, spilling their juices onto the table. They both got up and hurried inside to dry off and cuddle in bed. 

Morning came and Rose looked out onto the beach. She was saddened that today as they would be leaving this wonderful, exotic island. It was still raining and the wind was blowing like nothing else. James walked in from outside. He had gone down to the main office to check on the plane. 

"The lines are down and planes are not leaving," he sounded excited. "They say this storm could last three days and it is too dangerous to fly in this weather." 

Rose frowned. "I have to go to work tomorrow. What are we going to do?" 

"There is nothing we can do." He held her shoulders. "As soon as the lines get back up, I'll call and tell them about the storm." He smiled and looked down at her. "In the meantime, we have a few extra days here, so we might as well make use of them." 

Rose smiled, she knew what he was thinking. She liked the thought of that. "Mmmm, I have some things in mind to pass our time." She kissed him. He was dripping wet from the rain outside. "Come on, let's get you out of these wet clothes!" 

And so, they enjoyed their few extra days in the island paradise. It has been a journey, one that both James and Rose will remember for the rest of their lives.



A Week in Paradise Ch. 2



The morning after our incredibly sensual and erotic night together, I awoke, as I knew that I would, feeling more than a little guilty and embarrassed.

Thankfully, the 'guys' being golf enthusiasts, though I called them golf "idiots" had left early once again. I could hear that Doris was already up and had no doubt made the coffee, which I was in desperate need of. I wasn't looking forward to facing her however, the naughty in me having finally disappeared sometime during the night, and the embarrassed me very much awake now. She was sitting at the cute little kitchen table we had, and had already poured me a cup of coffee. She'd obviously heard me get up. But before I could say anything, Doris spoke up first.

"You ok about everything?"

"Sure!" I said smiling. But I know the 'look' was a dead give away, and I was blushing horribly.

"I should have told you." She said then, and now I could tell she was embarrassed.

"About what?"

"About when I cum." She said open and honestly. And I remembered the 'flood' of pussy juice she'd nearly drowned me in. I laughed.

"Oh Doris! Don't be silly! I thought that was absolutely incredible!"

"Really?"

"Yes. Really!" And then I shared with her something, which I hadn't yet, even as close as we'd become over the years. And that was that I had a 'cum' fetish as the only way I could describe it to her. And that it now included "female" cum. I couldn't believe I'd actually said that. But I had meant it. She immediately grew more comfortable then. And like two girls giggling over some stupid guy in High School, we cuddled up over coffee and talked at length about the night before. It was extremely refreshing, and I think that we needed to discuss it, get it out in the open in case there were any lingering problems we hadn't faced, or might have been too intimidated to talk about. We certainly knew the 'guys' would of course, that was a given. Golf and Sex, Golf and Sex. It's about the only thing they ever did discuss whenever they were together. I have to admit though. Sitting around the table talking about it was getting me excited all over again. And I 'was' curious about something else too, and knowing Doris, and hopefully Doris (especially after last night) wouldn't find my question too prying or too personal. After I asked her if I could ask her a personal question, which she wouldn't have to answer if she didn't feel like it, she put me quickly at ease.

"Whatever you want to know. Though I think I already have a pretty good idea what it is." And she did too.

"Have you always been able to do that? Always 'cum' like that when you have an orgasm?"

There is no pun intended here, but Doris told me then how it had come about, when she was still very young.

Some girls learn to masturbate at a very young age. Some don't. I think it certainly as a lot to do with upbringing, the environment and the home life. For me, I was a late learner in this particular self-pleasuring past time, but for Doris she learned very early. She came from a large family, an older sister and two older brothers. She had once caught one of her brothers masturbating, and watched him until she saw him ejaculate, though she had no idea what it was at the time, only that he really seemed to have enjoyed doing it. She quickly ran to her older sister to tell her about what she had just witnessed. That's when her sister told her about masturbation, how nearly 'all' boys did it, and that most girls probably did it to. Doris had asked her if 'she' did it. And was told that "yes" she did. I guess sometime that night since they shared the same bedroom, her sister showed her how she did herself, and then watched and sort of instructed Doris. After that, Doris masturbated frequently. She soon reached a point where she was experimenting with various 'things'. And though she hadn't even started her menstrual cycle yet, she had over a period of time eventually broken through her own hymen. So though technically no longer a virgin by her own hand, she had never been with anyone of course, and especially as young as she was. When 'it' happened the first time, it scared her to death, and she thought she had done something to hurt herself. I remember how she sat there at the table telling me about it.

"Now don't laugh, or I won't finish telling you the rest of it! But I had been playing with myself for the better part of a year. And I had by this time used different things to masturbate with. (She never said what she'd used except for this, which I found extremely exciting; the naughty in me was certainly listening!) I had taken a frozen hot-dog out of the freezer, I wrapped it in a sandwich bag, and carried it upstairs to my bedroom. I got the bottle of baby oil out of the bathroom, and since no one beside myself was at home at the time, I also stopped along the way to pilfer one of my brothers 'stroke' books that he kept under the dresser in his bedroom. I went into my sister and my bedroom, locked the door, and got undressed."

I was listening, fascinated to her story, and found my heart was racing as I became more and more excited by what she so candidly revealed to me.

"I poured a lot of the baby-oil in my crotch, having placed a towel down on the bed before hand, and then once I was nice and slippery, touched myself with my fingers until I was extremely aroused and more excited than I had ever been since I'd been doing this."

I walked over to get us both more coffee, and remembered feeling the juices in my own pussy starting to lubricate myself as well. As I was only wearing a pair of panties and a tee-shirt, I knew if we kept this discussion up, that I'd soon be leaking outside of them myself. I didn't dare leave however; I felt if I did so now, I'd never get her to finish telling me the rest of the story. I could tell Doris was both anxious to relate it to me, and seemed to be getting excited in the telling of it as well, but I had no idea how hot it would soon make the both of us.

"I started to slide the frozen hotdog, which was still wrapped inside of the sandwich bag, in case it broke off, and also because I really didn't want the hot-dog doing anything up inside me either incase of germs or something, anyway, it started to feel really nice, and soon I was fucking my pussy furiously with it, and it was feeling better and better the longer I went. And this was a very long 'session', one of the longest I had ever permitted myself to enjoy without cumming. Suddenly, I knew that I was about to, but when I did, something else happened this time that had never happened before. I gushed!"

Doris told me how the force of her orgasm, and the accompanying flood of her juices literally caused the hot-dog (still inside the baggy) to shoot out of her cunt, along with several additional spurts of what she described as a milky white substance. It of course scared the hell out of her. And though her orgasm had initially felt really good, it ebbed in a hurry as she began to wonder if she had somehow injured herself in someway.

"I remember running into the bathroom to get the hand-held mirror in order to look at myself. And I remember seeing all this white juice, and thought that somehow I had broken a membrane or something. I got one of my sister's Kotex pads, and placed it down inside my panties, and went to bed. I didn't masturbate again for over a week, even though I was reasonably sure that everything was all right. And even when I finally did masturbate, I did it the 'old' way, and though my orgasm wasn't nearly as intense, I didn't see any of that white creamy stuff either."

My own panties were thoroughly soaked by this time, and I even told Doris that they were. She laughed, confided to me that hers were too, and that if the boy's didn't get home when they said they were supposed to, that she'd probably masturbate. I jokingly said we could 'both' do that if they didn't come home either, and was half tempted to tell her I'd be willing to masturbate with her, though I didn't. 

"It was about a month later, after the experience with the hot dog that I was laying in bed trying to go to sleep. It was summer however, and it was very sticky hot out. My sister and I both only slept with sheets at that time as it was so hot, and as I rolled over, my eyes having long ago adjusted to the darkness, I saw what I thought were small subtle movements taking place under the covers. Remembering what we'd talked about, I whispered over to her asking, Are you masturbating? Karen stopped playing with herself, and told me to be quiet and go to sleep. But knowing now that she had been, the desire to do it as well suddenly became very needful to me. I continued to lay there, pretending sleep and watched as she began fingering herself again under the sheets. 

"I was getting pretty horny by then, and decided to join her, though I wasn't going to try and hide it. Kicking the cover off, I hiked up my legs and slipped my panties off. Karen didn't say anything, but now she knew what I was about to start doing too. So we lay there in our twin beds which were separated only by the distance of a nightstand between us. In the dark, we played with ourselves, but now were obviously watching one another too. Once again, it was a long stimulation for me, and though I was only using my fingers this time, when my orgasm came, I once again flooded the sheets, my hand, and everywhere. Karen was stunned! She leapt of the bed and came over when she hears the 'squish-squish-squish' as my cunt squirted, and kept on squirting. I didn't even know at first that the same thing had just occurred as had happened with the hot-dog. It felt so good, and I was enjoying the climax so much that when it happened, I wasn't even aware that I was squirting like that again until I felt the wetness suddenly soaking the sheets and my ass. My hand was covered in my cream, and then Karen flipped the nightstand light on!"

Hearing her tell this story had me soaking wet. And though I didn't want her to stop in the telling of it, I also had to pee really bad. Sometimes that happens when I get excited, but if I don't take the time to pee first, it hurts too much to enjoy doing anything else. Unfortunately, I told her I had to go; worried that she wouldn't continue when I got back. Luckily, she had to go to, so we both took a break. I did use the opportunity however to also slip into more appropriate clothing, though intentionally changing my very wet panties. We once again sat down at the table, and Doris picked up exactly where she'd left off.

"After my sister turned the light on, I realized what had happened…again! I told her I was worried, like the last time that I had 'done' something. And she told me then, that she'd heard some girls 'cum' like guys do sometimes. And that obviously, I was one of 'those'. The way she'd said it, made it sound really dirty or something however, and I got really embarrassed. She told me she wanted to see me do it again however, and after a considerable amount of coaxing, I did. But I didn't come that way again however, even though I did have a nice 'little' cum. What I eventually learned is I 'gush' when I am really excited, and when my orgasm is really intense. I still 'dribble' juice, perhaps more so than most women do even when well lubricated, but I only "gush" or sometimes "squirt" even when I'm way excited."

And once again, I was 'way' excited too, and had already soaked through a second pair of fresh panties. I was also a little flustered, and somewhat unsteady on both my feet as well as my emotions. I was again half tempted to suggest to her that I'd like to do what her sister did, and watch. But even though we were close, and even though we'd actually licked each other's cunts the night before, I wasn't quite 'that' bold to suggest doing that. I suggested then instead, that we not waste a beautiful day sitting inside, and once again put on our bikinis and head on down to the beach.

We set up in the exact same spot as the day before. And I was still trembling with excitement, reliving everything Doris had shared with me over and over in my mind. The 'naughty' side of me was definitely aroused however, and had taken the better part of my good sense and locked it away. I had looked up, and saw our "neighbor" once again heading our way for her morning jog. Neither one of us had removed our tops (so far), but when I saw her coming, I quickly reached up and once again bared my breasts. Doris saw me hurriedly doing this, and was about to ask me why when the sound of our "friend" drawing nearer alerted her to her presence as well, and she turned around then, realizing what it was I was up to.

"Your horrible!" Doris said. "Don't encourage her……..unless that's what you intend on doing." She finished saying just as the younger woman joined us.

"Hi again!" She said smiling.

"Hello!" Doris and I both answered simultaneously. And I noticed that she was indeed looking at my breasts. And not just absentmindedly so, or in any attempt to look without really looking. She wasn't staring exactly, but she did notice them once again for sure.

"I see you took my advice!"

And I remembered about her warning me from yesterday about getting them too sunburned.

"Yes, that's right, I was careful." I told her. "How's your….girlfriend's doing anyway?"

"Oh, she's much better now. They weren't nearly as tender as they have been!"

That statement had sure said a mouthful, even if she hadn't realized it, which I don't think she had.

We realized we hadn't introduced ourselves until now then too. "I'm Debra (and no, that's not my real name either!) this is my good friend Doris."

"Pleased to meet you!" She said, "My names Kathy, and my girlfriends name is Susan. We'd love for the two of you to join us for lunch if you'd like to!"

"That would be wonderful!" I answered before poor Doris could even get a word out. But let her off the hook just as quickly too. The naughty in me was only having a little naughty fun now, not really being too serious.

"But unfortunately we couldn't today, we already have lunch plans with our husbands." I saw Doris direct a look of relief my way, but smiled back at Kathy adding.

"Maybe another time then?"

"How about tomorrow?"

"Sure! Sounds great!" I said. Once again not giving poor Doris any chance to respond differently.

"We'll see you both tomorrow then? Shall we say about one o'clock?"

"Sounds fine with us!"

Kathy said goodbye, and once again left to finish her jogging.

"What the hell is it your up to anyway?" Doris asked me. She wasn't angry really, just surprised that I had led Kathy on, if I had even done that really. 

"Oh come on Doris. You're as "curious" about the two of them as I am. Who knows, if nothing else, we'll have a nice lunch, chat, and maybe really get to know them?"

"That's what I'm afraid of. You going to tell the 'guys'?"

I thought about that for a moment. "No, not at first maybe. Perhaps afterwards. We'll see how it goes. We can tell them it was a totally spur of the moment thing, and that we had lunch with them. They wouldn't get mad at us if we did anyway."

"No. But after what we told them last night, they'd be all over us wanting to know the details!"

"And that's why we'll wait. Until afterwards. And then we can tell them the details…if there even are any!"

"You know, you really are bad!" Doris teased me.

But as wet and horny as I was at that very moment, I could have cared less. My naughty self was having too much fun fantasizing about the possibilities, whether real or imagined.

After about an hour of sun, we decided to head back inside the condo. It was nearing lunchtime and I figured the 'boys' would be back before too long as well. Kathy had jogged back by us during this time, I had put my top back on of course too, but she didn't stop, just waved and said "See you tomorrow then!" And headed inside her own unit.

A short time after that Mike called. He told me they were running late, and that if it was ok, they'd get a bite to eat in the clubhouse. We really didn't have any formal lunch plans, so it wasn't any big deal. There was plenty of food, things to fix in our Condo anyway. So I told him to have a good time, and that we'd see them a while later.

"Not coming huh?" Doris questioned after I'd hung up the phone.

"Maybe they aren't, but I'm still thinking about it!" I quipped.

"You really are a slut sometimes, you know that?" Doris teased back.

"Well what do you expect?" I answered. "We have this hot fucking night last night, then you tell me this incredible story about you and a hot-dog, and I ruin two pairs of clean panties in one morning!"

"Not to mention the cute little cunt that came by to see us!" Doris added, chiding me.

"Hmmm yea. She did have a cute one didn't she!"?

"Debra!"

We had a good laugh over that. But as silly as we were being, teasing and flirting a little, I really was still very horny. And if Mike and Steve had come home for lunch, I am sure I would have used him to satisfy myself with too.

Soon after, Doris and I busied ourselves in the Kitchen fixing us a light lunch. At one point she was standing in front of the drawer that had the silverware in it. I was about to ask her to move or something, and then thought better of it, that naughty side of me suddenly wanting to tease Doris a little more boldly. I walked up behind her, actually pressing my breasts against her back and ground my pelvis against her ass. I reached around taking a hold of her breasts as I did.

"Debra! What on earth are you doing?" She wasn't angry, upset, simply surprised. I could tell by the tone of her voice she was taking my bolder "flirting" in a good-natured spirit.

"Oh come on Doris. Even you said you were horny earlier. And last night, you were the one that intimated that we "might" get it on together during the day too. Don't forget that!"

I really was teasing her. I was horny yes, but I was teasing. And had even let go and stepped away when she first spoke out to me.

"What about the guys? When did they say they'd be back?"

And teasing had suddenly gotten somewhat serious. And exciting too.

"Not for a couple of hours at least."

"You really want to?" She asked me. "I mean seriously?" 

"Why not?" I thought to myself. I really would like to see her "cum" if she would. If I made her really horny, like she said she needed to be when she did, and if she was even half as hot I was now, then more than likely I would. And suddenly that desire to actually see her cum, in the daylight was more important than anything I could have possibly imagined.

"Seriously. Lets go!"

We ran around locking the doors to the Condo. Not like it would have made that much of a difference anyway, the guys had keys. But we also knew, if they did come home find them locked, we'd at least hear them and be given some kind of warning. For some reason, we'd decided NOT to share this little experience with them, though perhaps later when it would be fun doing so. But at the moment, we decided to keep it to ourselves. 

We quickly took off our swimwear, which took hardly a second to do so, and climbed into the still unmade bed together. I admit, it was a little strange lying in bed next to my best friend, both of us lying there side-by- side, naked as the day we were born. But it felt good too! We started off by caressing one another's breasts, sometimes taking turns, sometimes doing each other at the same time. It was interesting for me, unlike last night; we hadn't really explored one another like we were doing now. Taking our time, touching each other. I knew how my own breasts and nipples felt when Mike played with them, or even when I played with them myself. And the differences between the two were usually quite different. Not that that was a bad thing mind you, just different feeling. Good in its own way. But as Doris touched me, and played with my nipples, it was a little eerie, because in many ways, it actually felt like I was touching myself. Maybe it had something to do with the fact that since we both had the same equipment that we were more in tune to our own bodies, but as Doris continued caressing and playing with me, and I with her, it was like touching myself. That's about the only way I can honestly describe it at the time.




A Week in Paradise Ch. 2



After a time, I finally slid up between her on the bed. Something I had actually fantasized about doing with another woman. I know, you think the first thing I'd want to do is go down on her again. And yes, I wanted to do that too, but right now, I wanted to do something else and see what that felt like.

Positioning ourselves then, we interlocked our legs around one another in a sort of scissors fashion. I had seen this in a couple of men's magazines, and one or twice in some X-rated videos we had at home. I'd always gotten aroused watching this, or seeing this. And having the opportunity to actually do it was something else entirely.

"You sure your not a closet lesbian?" Doris kidded.

"Ah….maybe!" I said, grinding my extremely wet, extremely sloppy cunt against hers in the same way that she was also grinding against me too.

"Hmmm. Maybe we 'both' are!" Doris moaned as we continued slow- rubbing ourselves against one another. "Damn that "does" feel good doesn't it?"

(I get wet thinking about it now). "Ah yes kiddo….it feels wonderful!"

We cunt-fucked one another for quite a while. And frankly, I could have easily cum that way if we'd continued for very much longer. But I definitely wanted to lick her pussy a little too, and then sit back and "watch" when Doris came. We still hadn't worked that part out yet, so I asked her.

"When you do cum…how is it that you want to?" I asked her.

"Oh…. definitely with something inside me, like your fingers. I wish I'd thought to bring along my vibrator damn it!"

I had.

I jumped up off the bed long enough to retrieve it and laid it down on the bed beside us. After that, I spread her legs and began kissing her pretty pink pussy with my lips and tongue until she was thrashing around on the bed in total oblivion and ecstasy.

"Do it now!' She begged me, and I quickly sat up, grabbing the vibrator. I began to slowly work it in and out of her extremely wet slit, and knew that she was getting closer and closer with each wonderful thrust of the humming little dick as we went. She arched her back then, spreading her own cunt apart with her hands as she did, and I watched as the first incredible wave of pussy "gush" juice flowed out and around the sides of the vibrator.

"Take it out! Take it out!" She screamed, and I did so then, very quickly. Her pussy continued to shoot out these thin watery little streams of milky- white fluid. It was fascinating to watch, incredibly erotic, and extremely sensual. I finally placed my hand over her opening so I could feel the pulsating squirts against my palm, but by this time the little 'squirts' were finally diminishing, so I planned on saving that to do for the next time!

"Wow Doris. Your pussy really doe's ejaculate like a man's cock does, doesn't it?" It was a rhetorical question. And Doris didn't answer me anyway, she was still trying to catch her breath, rocking back and forth on the bed from side to side with her hand now down between her own legs, cupping her dripping wet pussy.

She went down on me shortly after that, and I had a very nice orgasm as well. But it certainly hadn't been nearly as much fun as seeing my dear friend coming like that. I had enjoyed watching her, and experiencing her own orgasm more than I had actually enjoyed having my own.

We discussed it after we'd gone back out to finish lunch. We were both ravenous by this time, and decided that we'd both like to enjoy doing that again. And so it was decided, if we had the time and opportunity to mess around a little, that neither one of us would have a problem with it. And that was an exciting 'secret' little thought to enjoy having between the two of us. What the guys didn't know certainly wouldn't hurt them. And besides, we also knew we'd also enjoy some more fun amongst all of us as well.

We in fact did sleep in the same bed together that night. And basically repeated the same kinds of activities as I have already shared, so I won't take the time to repeat those now. But it was basically the beginning of the most wonderful and eventful trip I could have ever thought possible.

And we still had nearly a full week ahead of us. Plus. I was actually looking forward to having lunch with Kathy and Susan.

But I'll save what happened there for another time.



A Week in Paradise Ch. 3



I honestly don't know how Mike and Steve did it. We'd been up incredibly late, and eventually had all fallen asleep exhausted. But once again, bright and early (for the guys) they got up for yet another of their scheduled rounds of golf. Of course for the money they were spending golfing, they didn't dare sleep in a miss one of their precious "tee" times.

I woke at one point, in desperate need to relieve myself. Still nude, I rolled over and saw that Doris was on the other end of the bed, still outside of any covers, and still as equally naked as I was. I tiptoed as quietly as it was possible into the bathroom to pee. I soon after came back to bed, and as an added thought, curled up in bed next to Doris, sliding one hand around the front of her and cupping one of her breasts. She cooed, half in and half out of sleep, and snuggled her ass up against me where I soon drifted off back to sleep.

I am a fairly light sleeper. But it took the persistence of someone knocking on the door of the Condo to finally rouse me. I climbed out of bed, Doris still fully sound asleep, and through on a Kimono. I padded barefoot into the living room and down the short hallway to the door.

"Who is it?" I asked. Curious as hell who might be knocking at our door anyway, and although it was nearing ten in the morning, I could have used another hours sleep at least.

"It's Kathy!" I heard her say, and I quickly opened the door.

"Hi kiddo. You'll have to excuse the way I look, we had a late night last night, and...well, I must look horrible!" I said, brushing back my hair with my hands as I did. I could just imagine the way I must have looked without any makeup, and told her so.

"You look great to me." She said, "Though you do look as though you could still use a little rest." Kathy added teasingly. 

"So what's up anyway?" I was still curious and wondering why she had come over in the first place.

"Listen, I went for my morning jog, but didn't see you, so thought I'd swing by. Last night, Susan got a call from her brother, he's in Honolulu on a three-day pass since he's in the Navy, and knowing we were staying here, he called and said he'd pop for the airfare to fly us over to visit with him for a couple of days."

In a way, she sounded excited and disappointed all at the same time. I finally realized we were still standing in the door and invited her in.

"Would you like some coffee?" I asked.

"Never drink it. But if you've some orange juice or something, I'd like that."

We had grapefruit juice, so I gave her a glass, made my coffee, and sat down at the counter next to her on one of the bar stools while waiting for the coffee to finish perking.

"Listen..." Kathy began, "I'm really sorry, but I guess we'll have to skip lunch, and I was really looking forward to it too. But we're flying out late this afternoon, and we've got a lot of packing to finish. We're going to stay in Honolulu for the balance of our time here, and then fly home from there. So I wanted to at least stop by and see you once before we left. Especially since we weren't going to have the chance to do lunch, and get to know each other a little better."

"Kathy, it's really sweet of you to drop by, but it really wasn't necessary. And don't worry about lunch, that's perfectly understandable anyway." 

I figured that this being said, Kathy would finish her juice and head out. But instead, she asked if she could have another and as my coffee was ready, she poured me a cup and brought it over to me.

"So where's Doris?" She asked.

I laughed. "She's still asleep. Like I said. We had a 'very' late evening.

Kathy giggled then. She could see that we obviously only had one bedroom and knew full well that if I had also been asleep, then Doris and I had been sharing the same bed.

"One of 'those' nights then huh?"

"Oh my yes...you could say that I guess."

"So have the four of you been friends long then?" She continued to question. And I told her a little about our history how we'd met through my husband first.

"So I take it you guys have a pretty 'special' relationship? How long have you and Doris been lovers?"

I really had to laugh at that one, and was thankful the bedroom door was closed or I might have woken Doris up over that one. I then 'explained' to Kathy that we'd only 'recently' since having arrived here in fact, ever done anything with each other. And that it had actually all come about from the erotic adventure of that first night. I soon found myself telling her the entire story, with all the erotic juicy little details. And as I did, I also got aroused and excited of course in the telling of it. Once again, the Naughty in me was more fully awake than I was. 

"So do you enjoy making love with another woman then?" She swung around on her stool as she spoke to me, she was wearing sweat-shorts and I swore I saw a tiny little dark spot in the crotch of them as she did.

"Yes in fact. Its very sensual, Doris is a very sensual and erotic woman." I offered back, and was beginning to wonder if all this sex-talk and chatting was in fact making Kathy aroused as well.

I stood up to get another cup of coffee, saw Kathy reach her hand down between her legs as I did, though the edge of the counter didn't allow me to see what it was that she did for sure. Possibly nothing, but the image of her maybe touching herself, or checking for the 'wet-spot' however painted a nice erotic image for me in my mind.

Naughty untied the sash on my Kimono, not so that it would be obvious, but if I timed it, I'd pour myself another cup of coffee, turn, and the robe should part, me standing with a coffee cup in one hand, and the coffee pot in the other. Perhaps it would look accidental, and even if it didn't...it might be interesting to see what if anything Kathy said or did.

It couldn't have worked out any better than I'd planned it. I turned, as though to set the coffee cup down on the counter in front of my bar stool, the cup in one hand, the coffee pot in the other when my sash slipped away and my robe parted fully, exposing one of my breasts entirely, and my pussy completely. I walked casually the short distance to the counter, knowing she only got a brief glimpse of my cunt in the process, but allowed my right breast to remain uncovered as I set the cup down, and poured the coffee in. Kathy's eye's remained glued to my exposed breast, and her hand as far as I could see was still somewhere down between her legs.

She had finished her second juice by this time, and I asked her if she'd like another. Immediately she nodded her head yes, so I turned around, walked back, setting the coffee pot down and opened the refrigerator door. I pretended not to care that my robe was open, or that I was exposing myself to her in some way every time I moved or walked around in the kitchen, but I could still feel her eyes following me everywhere I went.

Once again I came around and sat down on the stool next to her, only then tucking my robe around me as though noticing for the first time that it had come undone.

"You really do have lovely breasts" She said.

"Thank you, but I'm sure they're not nearly as pretty as yours must be. Mine would certainly never pass the "pencil" test like yours would I'm sure."

Kathy smiled, "Oh...mine wouldn't either really. And besides, they're probably not as pretty as you might imagine them to be..."

Kathy sort of let that statement hang in the air, it was obvious to me anyway that it was spoken as an invitation, a possibility perhaps that if I were to ask, instead of wondering...

"Oh, I don't know about that. I'm sure you have a beautiful figure, and I'd be willing to bet it would look ever bit as nice as I've imagined you would."

"All's fair!" I thought to myself. "And now what?"

Kathy was looking at me very intently for a moment. "Would you like to see me nude?" She suddenly asked.

And the naughty in me was getting naughtier feeling all the time. "I'd love too!" I said. "After all, you've seen my tit's twice. I think it's only fair I get to see you totally naked at least once."

Kathy had the cutest little sly grin on her face. "What about your friend?" She asked. And to tell the truth, I hadn't even thought about Doris. What if she did wake up and come out here? Seeing Kathy and I sitting down over a cup of coffee and a juice was one thing. But seeing Kathy standing here in our Condo nude? I really wasn't sure how well that one would go over. Still...as aroused as I was, I was willing to take a brief risk at the chance to see Kathy's younger perkier body.

"She's a sound sleeper. And besides, after last night, I'm willing to bet she could sleep all day."

"Wow...you guys must have really had a good time then!" 

I blushed. Felt it in my cheeks as I did, but I wasn't really embarrassed, I was getting more and more excited. Kathy had already reached down and began pulling up the bottom of her sports bra, as the rounded very firm very full breasts sprang into view, my breath caught. Enough so that she actually heard it. She was smiling by the time she finished pulling it over her head and untangled it from the ponytail she was wearing. And, I was right about the 'wet-spot' too. As she slid her fingers into the waistband of her gray running shorts, and quickly pulled them down along with her panties as well, I briefly saw the tiny darker spot in the crotch of them as she did it.

She kicked her shorts and panties off to one side, and turned slightly so I could get a good look at her from the side as she did. I was amazed at myself for the pure "lust" I was feeling towards her then. In a way, it was a little frightening, and a little intimidating. She had a perfect body with hardly any noticeable flaws whatsoever. And suddenly, I was feeling embarrassed that I had attempted to tease her with my very less that perfect body.

"Like I said kiddo...you really do have a beautiful figure. I just wish mine looked half as good as yours does."

"I think you have a very sexy, very beautiful body!" She replied. "I only hope that mine looks half as good as yours does when I reach your age."

Now maybe I could have taken that as an insult. But I didn't. I knew she hadn't meant it to sound that way by the tone of her voice, and the innocence with which she'd said it, implying nothing. And even better, I felt better for her having actually complemented me to begin with.

Once again I allowed my own robe to part, and actually exposed a breast, lifting it up and trying to emulate the way it might look if it still hung off my own chest the way hers were. True, I was larger busted, and that certainly made a difference anyway, but she would definitely have passed the pencil test. Kathy's breasts, though smaller were certainly not small one's either. The gentle curvature beneath her breast rose in a wonderfully erotic line upwards, meeting with a very firm, very hard pointed nipple. The line of her breast continued to round upwards from there, reminding me of two perfectly shaped melons in size as well as shape against her chest.

"May I?" I heard myself asking. And not fully aware of what it was I had actually asked her, I crossed over towards her before she had a chance to answer me either way.

I reached out then, cupping both of her breasts in my hands, and traced the outline of them, loving the feeling as they filled my palms, and toyed with them gently for a moment.

As I stood there caressing Kathy, she in turn then reached over to me, and slipped my Kimono from off my shoulders. It fell to the floor around my feet so that we were now standing there toe to toe naked in front of one another, each one of us now toying and fingering the other's hard nippled boobs.

I don't know why the 'thought' suddenly went through my head at the moment. I could just see Steve and Mike suddenly opening the door and walking in to see Kathy and I standing here like this. It was enough to break the 'spell' however, and I moved reluctantly away, back from her.

"Whew. Sorry. I don't know what's gotten into me." I said. "But I wanted to touch you for a moment, you're just so "perky-beautiful!"

Once again I had made Kathy laugh. "Well no one's ever called me that before!" She said. "Hmmm Perky-beautiful, you really think so?" She said, once again cupping her own "perky-beautiful" tits in her hands.

I watched her finger her own hard tipped nipples as she continued standing there, felt the juices already begin to gather between my legs the longer I watched her, and felt my resolve, if I even still had any begin to melt away.

"I don't know...Doris might wake up." I said somewhat lamely.

"We could always wake her." Kathy said suddenly implying something I hadn't even considered before. Until now.

And suddenly, the though of going into the bedroom and surprising her was something that Naughty would find interesting and fun to do. Definitely something 'very' naughty and enjoyable if nothing else.

"Ok. But if we're going to surprise her, lets do this right, and get her excited, 'enthused' and 'involved' before she's too awake to try and protest anything."

I told Kathy to slip into bed beside her. To 'spoon' with her the way I had been doing before getting up to answer the door, and to gently and softly stroke her. When Doris began to moan and wake up, I told her to then reach down between Doris's legs and begin to toy and play with her pussy. That's the way I'd do it if it was me, and Doris would know that, and think that it was. I on the other hand would be behind Kathy, more or less doing the same things to her as we all lay in the bed together. By the time Kathy discovered what was going on, we'd already all be very aroused, and more than likely continue on with it as well. At least that's what I "hoped" would happen anyway. But I was so aroused by now, that whatever plan I would have most likely come up with would have sounded like the best plan at that point. 

Kathy was in agreement with me however, and so I felt better going in, that she'd do it the way I'd told her, and the way Kathy might expect me to begin waking her up and arousing her at the same time.

I cracked open the bedroom door and peered in. Delighted, I was happy to see that Doris was still nude, sleeping outside of the covers on her side the way I had left her. I put a finger to my lips to remind Kathy to be quiet, and we silently padded into the bedroom on the other side of the bed facing away from her. Kathy quickly, though as quietly and as smoothly as it was possible to do, slid in and slid over towards where Kathy was laying. I followed her just as quickly as it was possible to do, as any realization that it was not all one movement being made might be enough to alert her that she wasn't in bed with just one person. Kathy did exactly as I had told her to do, and reached over to gently begin caressing one of her very much exposed and even larger than mine were boobs. I pressed myself behind Kathy then, doing the exact same thing to her that she was doing now to Doris. And Doris did moan then, still somewhat asleep, but obviously beginning to awaken. As soon as I slipped my hand down to Kathy's wet cunt, she took that as a signal from me and did the same to Doris's. And once again, Doris moaned, and parted her legs ever so slightly to allow Kathy's soft stroking hand better access to her rapidly awakening cunt.

"Hmmmm. That feels nice." Doris finally spoke. And for a moment I thought she was going to turn over on her back. Instead however, Kathy quickly leaned over and began kissing her neck instead, and once again went back to coaxing Doris's nipple's to an even greater firmness. This effectively kept her from rolling over for the time being, but I also knew it wouldn't be long before the 'jig' was up, and our  naughty little plan was finally exposed.

As we were on the verge of being discovered anyway, I felt the best course of action was surprise. But surprise in such a way that it would take Doris a moment or longer for it to finally sink in. And perhaps by that time, she wouldn't mind what it was that was happening to her.

I slipped off my side of the bed as silently as I could, I knew that Kathy must have been wondering what it was that I was up to, but as I slid off the bed, disappearing, and crawled as quietly as I could back around to her side of the bed, Kathy then knew what it was I was up to. So she was ready for me when I did it. I got to where I knew approximately Doris's pussy would be, and then eased up until I could see over the edge of the bed. Thankfully, Doris had her eyes closed, or it would have been over with right then and there. Kathy had been sliding her finger up and down between Doris's legs, so she had naturally opened them up to her a little. I knew I was going to have to move fast, hopefully burying my face between her legs and capturing her clit between her lips before the surprise of understanding could fully awaken her.

"I was wondering when the two of you might try something like this." Doris said.

"What the..."

"Fuck!" Kathy finished for me.

And Doris turned to kiss Kathy as she did. "Thank you. I was really enjoying that too!"

"When did you know?" I finally stammered out saying.

Doris gave me one of those famous looks of hers. "Oh...about the moment you answered the door. I might be a sound sleeper. But I heard it too. And then when I knew it was Kathy, I half suspected that "other" you might eventually put you up to something. I stood at the door listening to the to of you, and when you started telling her everything about what we've been doing, I knew then that you were getting aroused and excited and might try something. I honestly began to wonder if you'd simply stay in the front room and play without inviting me. I was about to come into the room and act all mad about it if you were, but then heard you talking about coming in here and surprising me instead. So I thought I'd just go along with it and see how far the two of you thought you could actually get away with it before I "discovered" it was you. 

"That's a pretty dirty trick!" I said somewhat stupidly. And of course it dawned on me instantly just how silly that sounded too.

"Your not mad then?"

"No...but I would have been had you decided not to include me." Doris added. But before we really do get going very much further here, I really must take a shower and clean up first. I'm afraid I still have last nights "festivities" in places I'd rather not tell you about."

"I thought then about myself too, and found that would really be a great idea. "What's say we all head for the shower then, its certainly big enough, and we can sort of start things off in there while we clean one another up a little?"

In the next instant, we all headed for the bathroom, Doris stepped into the shower and began adjusting the temperature and spray as I sat down on the toilet to take a much-needed pee, especially since I'd now had several cups of coffee.

"I know this might sound a little strange...but can I watch you?" Kathy asked, looking at me while I sat on the John. 

I wasn't sure what it was that she was really asking, thought perhaps she was asking if it was ok that she was seeing me sitting here peeing. "No, doesn't bother me any. Doris and I pee in front of one another all the time."

"Oh really?" Kathy stated. Then I watched her approach me, and suddenly it dawned on me what she had specifically requested of me.

"Spread your legs a little more so I can see better." She requested. And surprisingly, I found myself doing what she'd asked. I was a little self- conscious now, so it took a moment. But finally the release came, and as I began to make pee, she bent down even lower to see, watching me urinate and touching herself all at the same time.

"When you two are through touching pee-pees together...there's someone in here that would like her pussy washed...thoroughly. 




A Week in Paradise Ch. 3



Kathy soon joined Doris in the shower while I finished up, and then I stepped inside to join the two of them as well. Kathy was already soaping up Doris's breasts, and had them soaped up pretty nicely. I took the bar of soap from Kathy, and immediately began working up a nice frothy lather between my friend's legs.

We took turns washing one another, lathering up one another's bodies. Kathy's 'buns' were as taught and "perky-firm' as her breasts were. And running my hands over them and then up between her legs was an incredibly erotic experience for me. At one point, Kathy was actually sandwiched between the two of us, and my hand met Doris's between Kathy's legs, we both fingered her then simultaneously, me from behind, Doris from in front. And Kathy loved every minute of it. She steadied herself, lifting one leg up on the step ledge that ran around the shower, this made it far easier for Doris and I to fully penetrate and continue finger- fucking her in this way for quite a while. 

"Can you cum like this?" I asked her.

"Oh yes...easily." She responded. "And more...lots more too!" She added.

I had also reached up to caress one of Kathy's breasts, enjoying the feel of her extended nipple between my fingers as I pulled on it and rolled it around. Kathy as I could see was doing nearly the identical things I was doing to hers, to Doris, who was moaning with her tongue licking her upper lip the entire time that Kathy did this to her. I had noticed previously that whenever Doris was really enjoying herself, that she licked her upper lip. So this was certainly a good sign that everything was ok. And though I thought it was, seeing that made me feel a lot better. I still wasn't sure if Doris would be upset with me later for inviting Kathy in to share our naughty little secret we'd been enjoying together.

"Fuck my ass with your finger." Kathy told me. "I want to feel both of you inside me, fucking both holes."

Now admittedly, I had certainly not thought of doing this, but hearing her asking me, and in the way that she had, I had no objection at all, none whatsoever. As she was very slippery as it was from all the soap we'd been using and lathering up one another with, it was far easier than I might otherwise have expected. My finger slipped up inside her easily, and she bent over to allow me even greater access to her as I did. Once again Doris slid her middle finger up inside Kathy as well, and suddenly, I could feel the pressure of Doris's finger next to mine as they slid up and down beside one another, but through totally different openings. 

"Fuck..." I said out loud. I want to feel what it's like to do that too!"

"Naughty-nice huh?" Kathy near groaned saying. 

"Oh...you couldn't have said "that" any better!" Doris chipped in. "I can already tell that Debra's "Naughty-Girl" personality is working overtime here."

We continued playing with Kathy however, my time would "cum" so to speak, but right now, I also wanted...no needed actually, to see and watch Kathy cum. At that moment, I wanted to see the look on her face, the expression she'd be so vulnerable in sharing when she came. Something I loved about watching people, men or women, how they looked, how differently they reacted or responded. Not only with grunts groans, moans and such, but often in the way their faces contorted or grimaced in a sort of near pleasure-pain type of expression. Seeing that had always been an additional turn on for me, and I was very curious and very anxious to see how it was that Kathy looked like we she climaxed.

And thankfully, I didn't have very long to wait either, as I was still very much anxious to feel two fingers probing both my ass and pussy opening as well.

Doris and I had continued fingering her all this time, and it was soon evident that she was getting extremely close. "What's it going to take?" I purred into her ear from behind. "To make you cuuuuuuuuummmmmmm"

And basically, that's all it took.

"Ahhhhhhh... Ohhhhhh!" Kathy began cumming then, saying as she did. And I watched with pure fascination as her eyes closed, her nostrils flared, and her mouth opened. Her tongue pressed against the roof of her mouth as she came, and it was interesting to see her doing that. Likewise, her eyes tightened even more so as she rolled over that blissful edge, and she damn near carried me away with her. I noticed something else as well, her ass clinched, nearly trapping my finger inside her as she did, and although I could still feel Doris's finger sliding in and out of her cunt, I could not easily do so myself, and was content to leave it deeply up inside her and just sort of wiggle it around as she continued coming. Kathy had a long rolling multiple orgasm. And it was an added plus to enjoy watching her have that, as well as feeling it as she orgasmed over and over again.

I 'can' have what's considered a multiple orgasm I guess, but I usually have a very nice hard one, and then after a while, if I'm excited enough, I can have another one a few minutes later, though they usually aren't nearly as intense as the first one, they still feel really, really good. 

And that made me think of Doris. And the nice little surprise that she had in store for Kathy as well. Now (and though its not like I knew a lot about this even now) Doris was a 'single' one time only cummer as far as I knew or had experienced. But hell, the way that woman came (the way she did anyway) was more than enough for any one person. So I was looking forward to seeing Kathy's expression when this discovery was made too. And I had no fears about Doris not cumming  either, because I knew from what had been happening so far that she was really "randy" as she called it when she was going to have a really BIG one!

When Kathy finally quit coming, (it seemed forever), though I actually enjoyed it, we took a moment to catch our breaths, and then exchanged positions, I soon felt Kathy's finger up 'my' ass, and Doris's of course, began playing with my pussy the way she knew how I liked it.

Though I didn't "cum" this way...wanting to save my "big" one for later, we soon after got out of the shower, toweled one another off, and headed back into the bedroom.

I wasn't exactly sure how it was we were actually going to go about doing this with the three of us, but as Kathy had already had a nice "multiple" in the shower, she suggested that she'd take care of Doris and I simultaneously. And that actually sounded like a lot of fun. She had the two of us lay down on the bed side by side together with our legs just over the edge of the bed while she knelt down on the floor in front of us. She started off by fingering me, and licking Doris, then after a time, switched over and licked and ate my pussy while finger-fucking her. It was a very wild and sensuous time to lie there, experiencing this and watching her going back and forth between us as she did. Doris and I didn't remain too passive either. We caressed one another, playing with each other's breasts and nipples while Kathy busied herself between our legs. I was in seventh heaven before long, but could tell that Doris was rapidly getting there far sooner than I had been earlier even. Another sure sign for her that this was going to be a gusher. If she was already horny, then getting there this quickly so soon after we'd begun meant she was going to have a really big one. I thought briefly about telling...(warning?) Kathy about it, then thought..."Nah", let that be a really deliciously naughty surprise too. And besides, if Doris had wanted her to know, she'd have told her herself. So I just lay there enjoying the fingering, until it was obvious that Doris was about to cum. I leaned over, sucked her right nipple, drawing it into my mouth and waited. I felt it begin, and only then let go with my mouth, though still pinching it firmly between my fingers. I sat up, and waited. It wasn't long in cumming either (pun intended). 

Doris literally drenched poor Kathy in a magnificent face-full of wonderfully orgasmic female cum juice. And when I say "spray" I say it in every sense of the word. I'd certainly seen her do it before, but even this one had to have been the wettest, longest, sloppiest cum I'd seen her deliver yet. And though Kathy may have initially been surprised by it, she seemed to suddenly devour Doris's cunt as it dawned on her what was happening. Perhaps she knew about it already, perhaps her friend Susan was a female ejaculator as well, (though she never shared that information), but Kathy didn't seem to miss a beat, and continued licking, sucking (swallowing) my dear friends tremendously powerful orgasm. And I...too far gone now myself, couldn't wait any longer. But that was ok with me too, I was too horny to wait, and as I sat there, I fingered myself to a deliciously nice one as well. Kathy brought along a second one for me a few minutes later while Doris lay beside me trying (unsuccessfully) to recover. Feeling Kathy's tongue on my clit was exquisite, and I had a second harder climax perhaps than the first, so that made up for everything in the long run.

As it was late (for everyone by now), the 'boys" would/could be back any time now, especially as they hadn't called. And as Kathy had been gone far longer than she usually was on her own morning jog as well. (Though I didn't ask if this would cause her any problems with Susan), she hugged us both, even gave me her number (which I lost). So Kathy (And you know who this is really about if you read this,...I am remembering you), Soon after left in order to pack and catch a plane over to Honolulu.

Doris and I took "another" shower after that. We talked about telling the "guys" what had happened. It was one thing to keep our own special little fun private between us if that's what we decided to do. But it was another thing entirely to hold back this particular information from the guys. So Doris and I discussed the best way to spring it on them both, and decided the best way was to first and foremost get them extremely horny before we did that.

And...since we were staying in that night, and fixing dinner here. We came up with what we thought would be the perfect plan.

But as I've been doing, I'll save that for another time as well.

Please... if you 'are' enjoying this incredible week with me, let me know. I see by your 'votes' that some of you must be enjoying my writing, and if you are finding it as arousing reading it, as I am remembering and writing it, then let me know and I'll continue to share.

Maybe...



A Week in Paradise



I was really glad we didn't rush into anything major too. We started off with Doris and I lying side by side. (There was still considerable distance between us as well), but close enough, and light enough that she and I did look over towards one another several times while our husbands were 'both' laying between our legs going down on us.

Once again Doris came to the rescue then too. But Doris was Doris after all, and I was glad she did. It helped calm me considerably, and really set the tone for the rest of the evening.

She looked over at me, stretched out her hand in my direction, which I took in mine. "Maybe we should have done this earlier today. Just you and I. Then this wouldn't seem quite so embarrassing." 

Steve laughed, still licking Doris's pussy. And Mike raised up long enough to say something about the fact that they wish they would have.

"If your embarrassed………" I had begun to say. But she squeezed my hand again. "Don't worry. The longer Steve eats my pussy, the less embarrassed I'm going to be."

And once again, it seemed like the guys were trying to compete with one another on who could make the loudest noises eating our cunts. I don't know when the signal came, or even if there was one. But one moment, Mike was licking me, and then suddenly I heard and knew as well as Doris must have, that the guys were switching. Within seconds then, Steve was now beginning to lick and finger me, while Mike was no doubt doing the same thing with Doris. When she groaned, I knew my husband's talented tongue was working its magic on her. And Steve's was doing a fairly nice job on me as well. But then again, the fact that someone else besides my own husband now had his tongue inside my pussy might have had something to do with that too.

"Let me suck you for a while". I told Steve. The words sounding more like I'd yelled them than softly spoken them the way I had. But the silence up until then, except for the obvious tongue noises taking place was starting to get to me. I have always been a 'talker" and enjoy sex which isn't complete for me without the words to go along with it. I know for some, they aren't comfortable with this. And prefer a kind of erotic silence except for of course the natural body fluid sounds taking place. But that's just not me. And especially when the naughty in me truly does come out. I like to talk dirty, and be talked dirty back to. And as the situation was far past the point of no return, I wasn't about to deny myself that added excitement and pleasure.

Steve immediately moved up towards my head so I could begin licking and sucking his cock. 

And then Mike spoke the words that I had both feared and yet hoped for. And when he spoke them, I wondered momentarily just exactly what would happen then, if anything.

"Doris, while Naughty cunt there sucks off your husband, why don't you lick her pussy a little and I'll keep doing the same thing to you?"

Mike had been the one to break the ice this time and accomplished two things in the process. One, he knew I was in the 'mood' now for some hot dirty-naughty talk. And calling me "Naughty Cunt" was one of the one's I enjoyed hearing when we were really having one of our wilder sessions. Secondly, if it was ever going to happen, then it was a now or never moment for all of us. Obviously, if Doris backed out now, I would as well (later) and for all intents and purposes, it probably would never happen again either.

Doris hesitated only briefly, and then to my surprise, though I was actually hoping now that she would do it, felt her shift position on the bed and suddenly felt her head between my legs.

"I hope your ready to get an eyeful here Steve. Because your wife's about ready to get a face full!" And then her tongue licked my clitoris, tentatively at first, but as she settled into licking me, and actually enjoying herself while doing it, I relaxed and began to wonderfully enjoy it as well!

Mike continued to play and lick Doris's cunt as well. And she often moaned softly into my own pussy as he did this, which simply enhanced the sensations that I was feeling too. Having Steve's nice thick cock in hand, and frequently in my mouth, certainly added to the stimulation and heightened eroticism that was taking place amongst the four of us. 

I knew it would eventually be my turn to reciprocate what Doris had been doing to me, and I found myself enthusiastically anxious and looking forward to it. The easiest means as it turned out to accomplish this, was to simply reverse the positions we had all been in. Mike then sat on the edge of the bed, And Doris knelt down on the bed in order to suck and play with him in this way. I moved up and underneath Doris, and began licking her pussy from below, which allowed Steve of course to then began eating my pussy in the more traditional manner. 

One thing I then did which Doris hadn't done. She hadn't touched or caressed my breasts at all. And this was something I really enjoyed when Mike licked me, as he always played with my breasts simultaneously. Now, lying beneath her, I could see when looking up that her freely swaying breasts were in easy reach for me. So I did then fondly and gently reach up and began playing with her incredible nipples. 

Unlike mine, Doris has very long and very thick nipples. I would have to compare them to one of those 'rubber-fingers' you would wear to keep from getting a paper cut. Hers were literally that big, where mine although nice and hard or course, are more like the hard tips you'd find on a pencil eraser. She has much darker areola as well. Not a chocolate color exactly, but definitely a dark brown where mine are also smaller in dimension than hers are, and are an almost pinkish-brown color. But it was an added thrill and excitement for me to actually be caressing hers and touching those nipple's I had seen before of course, but never in such an excited state as I was seeing them in now.

The taste of Doris's pussy is what surprised me the most I think. And my first thought was "Do I taste like this?" I had of course sucked my own pussy juice off Mike's fingers before, sometimes even my own. But there was a difference in that and this. Her pussy was deliciously sweet and so wonderfully wet that she was producing more and more juice the longer I kept licking her sweet smelling, sweet tasting slit and clit. I hoped that she had found mine as equally nice, as I now was in the way I was experiencing hers. 

A few moments later, Doris quit sucking Mike's cock long enough to warn me. She was very close to coming. I thought "So? Isn't that part of the experience?"

And then Steve explained to me, moving up and away from my cunt in order to watch. "She's a female cummer," He stated crudely. But even this fit into the 'mood' at this point. Even Mike was interested in watching this, and for a moment, it was Doris and I alone. And I almost wished we 'had' done something alone together earlier. If I wasn't in such a naughty mood at the moment, I might have been uncomfortable going down on her for the first time with everyone else watching us. But as it was, it was erotic instead although I would feel slightly embarrassed by the whole thing tomorrow.

"Do it baby, do it!" Steve urged. "Come in her mouth baby. Come in her mouth!"

Now, I also have a cum fetish. And enjoy it when Mike cum's in my mouth, or where ever the hell he wants to for that matter. But realizing now that I was about to experience a "wetter than normal?" female orgasm was something I hadn't counted on. And truthfully, if Steve had still been touching me even slightly in some way, I would have come right then and there myself. But as it was, I just started flicking her clit even faster with my tongue until she pressed herself down against me and let go………..!

Now. I had NO idea. I didn't know what to expect. And as I mentioned, Mike's voluminous load at times is even difficult for me to take. But this was nothing like anything I could have prepared for or expected. When Doris came, her cunt gushed, and I thought I was going to drown. Her pussy exploded in a river of cunt juice, and I "almost" thought briefly that she was peeing on me instead. But the taste was not bitter like it would have been had it been urine I am sure. This was just more, a lot more, of that same sweet juice I had been digging out of her with my tongue earlier.

I swallowed what I could, and then allowed, or rather forced the rest of it out of my mouth allowing it to drool down my face onto the sheets, which in turn soaked my hair and everything else. But it was marvelous! And I could have honestly taken a bath in her cunt juice at that point. And nearly did!

After Doris collapsed onto the bed, exhausted, I demanded I think is the correct term to use here that Mike hurry up and fuck me! I was so horny at this moment that I could have gotten double fucked, something else I'd never done, and never really thought of doing. But had Mike suggested it at that point, I would have gone through with it without even thinking twice about it. (His loss. Should have thought of it him self).

I went back to sucking Steve's cock, and he soon after shot a nice warm load down my throat as well. But it was nothing in comparison to the one I had so wonderfully and sweetly swallowed moments ago from Doris. 

Mike fucked me to a wonderful orgasm, (twice) and finally came as well, shooting his sperm all over my breasts. And as I like to watch him cum, he knows that, he did it more for me than for him on that point too. He rarely comes inside me anymore. And always usually someplace that I can watch and see, sometimes using mirrors in order to do it.

Now, all four of us were spent, exhausted, and dare I say satiated? Not hardly.

But I'll leave that for another time.

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"Naughty"