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Vacation

By: AXLaws



My wife, kids and I were vacationing in Branson Missouri last year. Upon our return to Texas is where our story starts! 

As the kids slept quietly in the back of the Suburban, my wife and I were engaging in some conversation concerning sex on the road. Thank God the kids were asleep.

As the topic of sex continued to grow, I could tell my wife was becoming quite excited, first her shoes came off then she started to massage her upper thigh, I reached over and unbuttoned her blouse happily finding out that she was not wearing a bra, opening her blouse brought into view two perfect breasts, I began to tweak her nipples, upon touch they hardened immediately. She then removed her soak filled panties, as they hit the floor, she turned laying her back against my side gently placing one foot one the dash, the other resting nicely near the headrest, exposing her beautiful exquisite pussy to anyone who had the luck to pass on the right side of our vehicle.

Traveling at 65 mph in the left lane gave plenty of eye-gawking truckers the sight of my hand being guided down her soft belly to the area that was releasing the most beautiful aroma I've ever known, her honey spot. I pulled gently on the lips opening her love canal, flicking her little clit brought moans of pleasure, her wetness begging for more, I inserted one finger, just then a trucker hit his air horn, my wife raised quickly to see who was looking, a man who gave a thumbs up and a long look of desire. She laid back again, now with a wry smile pursed on her lips, I continued to work her until she was overcome with orgasm, her honey flowed out of her onto her thighs and dress.

My wife never one to out done, sat up, turned around and gave me a fantastic kiss, the beginning of what was about to come. She started out at my neck, down to my nipples engorging them so much I thought they were about to bust. She continued on down to stomach, inserting her tongue in my belly button. When she came to my shorts there in lied a problem, getting to my throbbing member, without wrecking the truck. She wanted access to my cum filled balls, so at now about 75 mph ( I was getting excited), she proceeded to remove my shorts and underwear, while all of this was going on I passed a Highway Trooper, luckily he stayed where he was. With a flick of her wrists I was totally naked cruising down the highway. I then realized it was time to put the cruise on the truck.

She began licking and softly rolled my balls in her dainty little hand, To tease me she ran her tongue up the side of my manhood, back down to my balls, slipping one in her mouth she began to stroke me, readying me for her beautiful lips. Leaving my balls she slid back to the head, now dark purple from straining and waiting for the obvious to happen. Her lips perched at the top of penis, tongue lashing my cum hole, quickly she engorged the head and off again, more flicking, by the sounds I was making she knew I was totally under her control. Next thing I know she totally inserts me into her warm loving mouth, stroking me with her lips and throat, It is to much for me to handle any longer I begin to moan, my penis swells and begins to jerk, she accepts my entire load without losing a drop.

About that time my boy asks Daddy where we, my response was in Heaven.

May we have many more GREAT VACATIONS!

Vacation



Vacation! God how long has it been? This will be wonderful... going to a romantic place with the man you love and - for a whole week - you don't have to cut up anyone else's meat... no bedtime stories (unless you count the Penthouse Letters.) No hurt knees or feelings to soothe. Only you and Michael and your fantasies. 

You got lucky; the plane isn't crowded. You settle in - Michael by the window, you by the aisle and no one in between. The plane takes off and Michael lifts the armrests between you. You snuggle down into his lap as he runs his hands through your hair and reads the airline magazines. You're enjoying the absentminded attention when you realize it's not quite as absentminded as you thought. There is a growing lump under your head. Your hand reaches up to check for sure, and there it is. Michael's thoughts are already in vacation mode. You look up at him and smile, and begin to pet that favorite cock of yours. No objection from above. 

He smiles down at you. "Wanna join the mile high club?" You respond with that "fuck me" look that he knows so well and get up and walk to the rear toilets. He follows. There's no one back there, so you enter a stall with him right behind. No time for anything fancy here, you just want him to fuck you, to feel him come inside you, and quickly. He drops his shorts and sits on the john. You drop yours and back down into his lap, his cock entering you easily. His hands move around under your blouse to your breasts, playing with your nipples and squeezing as you start to move up and down his shaft while you rub your clit. 

You can see yourself in the mirror, open mouth, breathing hard. half-open eyes. You notice how sexy you look. You come almost immediately. Surprised, he needs to come right away, too, so he stands you up, bends you over, and starts to fuck you from behind. Faster and deeper than he could sitting down. You are both watching yourselves in the mirror. Then, his face begins to contort and he comes, too. You love the feeling in your cunt as he swells just before he comes and then shoots load after load of come inside you. That feeling, combined with seeing his contorted ecstatic face make you start to come. Then your hand moves to your clit and the orgasm starts in earnest - harder this time, making your knees shake as he continues to pump you from behind. 

This is going to be a great vacation. You both start laughing as you try to get your clothes back into position. Then, exiting the john, you see two stews smiling knowingly your direction. You're embarrassed, but now you're a member of the mile high club and it was great, and the stews know it and you're actually proud.

Ah.... Florida... warm water... white beaches... tanned and beautiful people swarming... tempting. You check into your hotel room and start to change into your swimwear. He looks at your beautiful body as you change. Your bikini bottoms are half way up when you look over and see his cock at half-mast... ready for more. The bikini slowly and seductively drops to the floor... and when it does, Michael's cock continues to grow as he stares your way... YAY! 

You walk over to him and fondle his cock which continues to grow in your hands... you drop to your knees and lick his balls... little Michael is standing tall now... and dripping all over your hands... you then take him into your mouth and he starts to pump slowly and deeply down your throat. God it's erotic. You have his entire attention now and you control him... his hands grab your hair and he's now fucking your mouth in earnest. As he starts to come, you open your mouth to let his come drip down your face... and it does. It's copious... and it drips down across your breasts and slowly down to your belly and cunt. It feels wonderful, tastes wonderful and makes you hornier than ever. 

Michael takes the initiative now... laying you back on the floor and covering you with his body...

"Whose come is this all over you?" as he rubs his body against yours...

"Some guy I met on the plane."

"You sucked off some guy you met on the plane?"

"He's got a beautiful cock. I loved it."

His fingers go inside your cunt now. "I suppose you fucked him, too."

"Yes," you say in your little girl's voice. "He wanted me to."

He's really fucking you with his fingers now... three inside and his palm rubbing your clit. "You'll fuck anyone who wants you to?"

You start to come now and through clenched teeth, your head thrashing from side to side, you fuck his hand and moan, "Yeeeeesssssssssssssss!" 

You both lie panting on the floor with come everywhere... all over both your bodies. You feel like the sexiest slut that ever lived. When Michael says, "we'll see about that," You practically come at the promise in his voice.

The pool, the beach, 20 yards apart. It's hard to choose. Right now, it's the pool. A hot day and the water is cool. There's a beautiful swim up bar and a wall of rock with water cascading down to give it a tropical feel Behind the waterfall there is a little alcove, a place you can look through the water from behind. Tt's beautiful. Besides, there's food and drink service at the pool, and the beach is too hot to walk across right now. This is vacation. There will be no discomfort! 

You and Michael take adjoining lounge chairs under a palm tree and get out the suntan lotion. Both of you get pretty well covered - with a little help from the other - and you almost melt to his touch when he rubs it on your back and butt. You are feeling very sensual. Everything looks, tastes, feels, and sounds in "Technicolor." Colors brighter. Tastes more intense. Touches electric. The sound of the waterfall is soothing and entrancing. You are in heaven. 

There is a man lying on the lounge chair next to Michael's. In an earlier life, he could have been a lifeguard... certainly athletic... tan... very good looking. He and Michael strike up a conversation. You hope he is and you hope he isn't talking about what you think he may be... Michael's fantasy? Oh God. There is a wet spot forming on your new suit. You decide you'd better get into the water to cover it up by making everything wet. You walk/swim around a bit and the water feels extraordinary against your skin. 

Michael is still talking to his new friend and laughing... You continue to explore the pool, walking behind the waterfall. It's cool... there's a constant wet breeze from the waterfall... the noise is loud but not deafening... it's just that you're unable to hear anything outside the waterfall... and no one can see in. You watch Michael and the other guy talking and imagine fucking them both... and you can feel your labia swelling at the thought. That special "fullness" that comes of sexual desire. Your hand crosses your breasts and the touch on your nipples is electric. You wonder. Your hand strays to your pussy and everything is at attention, so you begin to rub a bit - just a gentle, feel good tracing of your pussy lips. You can't believe you want sex so soon again. You continue to rub, lost in the wonderful sensations.

Then, Michael enters the alcove. Your hand draws back quickly as if you were a little girl getting caught with her hand in her pants. He's got a big smile, and kisses you... not just a hello kiss, but a real "god-I-want-to-fuck-you-and-we're-on vacation-isn't this-cool" kiss. Your response is immediate (after all, you've been getting yourself ready.) You start to breathe more heavily. You want him now. Then, his new friend comes into the alcove with him. You're too sexually excited and nervous to say anything. What WERE they talking about? He says, "hi."

Michael introduces you to David. He's a salesman from North Carolina taking a couple of extra days before he heads back home. He's not only gorgeous, but his accent is compelling, a gentle southern drawl. His eyes are seeing through you. You just know that he knows how turned on you are. Michael says, "David thinks you're very sexy."

David protests, saying that it isn't fair for him to tell you - at least not in front of him - but he's not really angry. Michael's arm is around you and his hand is cupping your breast. You can feel it all the way down into your cunt. Both men have large bulges in their suits. God, is this happening? You swallow hard. Everything is feeling "full" and turned on. Ry this place. By two men both of whom apparently want you. 

Your eyes close involuntarily for a second as you try to catch your breath... Michael takes David's hand and moves it to your other breast. God. God. God. If you weren't in the water, you wouldn't be able to stand. Your right hand moves to Michael's bulge. He's really turned on. Your eyes dip in sexual excitement. There's a huge lump in your throat. Michael takes your hand and moves it to David's bulge. He's huge. You massage it gently for a minute and David's eyes close in ecstasy. Your hand moves inside his suit. His hand strays to your cunt. You almost come... 

Then, Michael takes you in his arms from behind and holds you floating in front of him. Your legs wrap around David. Michael is kissing you and squeezing your nipples as you hump against David's bulge. Both your suits are still on, but the rubbing is exciting. You do not believe this is happening. Then you start to come. You let yourself go and hump like a maniac against David's very large cock. Both men have their hands all over you now. You become a wild wanton slut - something you've always wanted to be, but never had the courage except with Michael. It's magic. David's hand moves your suit away from your cunt and pulls his own down so you're actually touching his cock now, not entering, but rubbing against his erect cock which your cunt is holding against his stomach. Then it hits you. You start to come. Your eyes roll back. Your head moves side to side. "Unghhh" escapes your lips. David's cock starts to ejaculate into the water. The spasms making you come even harder. Michael is holding you, keeping you safe. Your legs are holding David against you, feeling the pulsing in his cock and rubbing up and down against him. Your lips are kissing Michael. Heaven.

As you come down from your marvelous high, Michael looks at you like he can barely contain himself. He needs to come. As he kisses you, you notice that David's hand has sneaked into Michael's swimming suit. What a turn on. Oh God. David says, "Let's go up to your room." You and Michael nod weakly in agreement.

In the room, all pretense goes away. You are all suddenly naked and in the bed. Michael and David both have their hands all over you and in you. A cock appears at your mouth and you hungrily suck it in. You don't cares whose it is. Suddenly you are in a 69 lying on your side. Fingers start to toy with your nipples. It's David's cock in your mouth. You can taste your own juices from just a few minutes ago. Delicious. Another cock starts to bury itself in your cunt, just teasing the entrance and backing out. You can't believe how wet you are. You try to fuck him back to get him deeper, but he just moves away slightly, keeping only about two inches sliding in and out. It only makes you want him more. You're really working on David's cock now. It's full, huge head going in and out of your mouth as your hands slide up and down the beautiful shaft. You want to feel him come; to see that glorious cock spurting love fluid all over your mouth and face. Michael's cock goes deeper now. Your legs pull up higher, surrounding David's body and holding him tight. You feel his tongue on your slit, tasting, licking. 

All the while, Michael is pumping you deeper and deeper inside you. Then David's tongue goes inside you with Michael's cock! Then back out again. A wonderful sensual warmth overtakes you at the thought of David's tongue in your cunt at the same time as Michael's cock. The thrill Michael must feel intensifies your need, your hunger, to make both of these men come. And they do. Michael's pace quickens and so does David's. Everyone is in full lust mode right now. Then the tingling at the base of your spine, all across your back and down your thighs. Your whole body is alive with orgasm, and you come, milking Michael's cock with your cunt and David's with your mouth. Both of them come when you do. Ragged breathing fills the room. The wonderful smell of sex is everywhere. There is come everywhere you look... it covers your face and fills your cunt. This will be an orgasm to remember. You lie still afterward, not wanting to move; trying to create a sense memory of the occasion that you'll never forget.

Michael's cock slips from your cunt... your legs are still wrapped around David. There is a slight movement around your pussy and you dare to sneak a look... Michael's cock is in David's mouth... and coming back to life! You're afraid to move, not wanting to spoil the moment for either of them and it's an incredible turn on to watch them. David's cock is growing in front of you. Obviously both men are enjoying themselves. You let them continue and slowly extricate yourself from between them. Yyou need to watch this amazing moment. David doesn't stop, and Michael obviously doesn't want him to. They are fucking each others mouths now, eyes closed, rapid breathing. You know they are both going to come, and they do. Simultaneous explosions into waiting hungry mouths. A sight you'll never forget, and it's turning you on again. Your hand reaches your cunt. It's already - or is that still? - on fire and you begin to rub in slow circular motions around your clit...

The boys are finished now... spent and drained... they turn to see you masturbating.

"So," says David, "you haven't had enough?"

In a husky voice you say, "I guess not, sailor."

Both guys are on you at once, smelling of come - their own and yours - eager to please you. This gets you even more excited, especially when there are two cocks in front of you growing a little more each minute. David is the first to take the cue. He gets on top and covers you with his body, his cock knocking on your pussy's door. You invite him in with a thrust and he goes as deeply as he can. Thrust after thrust gets you groaning again. You can't believe this is happening. Then, he turns over to bring you on top of him. You settle in for a great fuck. You lie down on top of him and fuck him for all he's worth. It's your mission to give him the greatest fuck of his life. David is sucking on your nipples now and you are overwhelmed with sensation. Then, a finger starts to play with your very wet asshole. Ohhhhh... enough to put you over the edge. The finger goes inside, deeper and deeper, in time with your fucking. You are being violated in the most wonderful way possible. Fingers and cock playing against each other inside you. You come again. Deep. Strong. Hard contractions wrack your body, as wave after wave of incredible sweetness fills you. You come. Your entire mind and body surrendering to the moment. A moment you will never forget. You think you might have screamed when David came inside you, but you don't care. Right here right now you are the center of the universe and you love it.

Spent, you collapse on top of David, his cock slipping out as you do... you can feel what seems to be gallons of come oozing from your pussy. Michael starts laughing... then so do you... then David. This has been an amazing experience.

David announces that he has a plane to catch... but that he's not happy about it. You and Michael groan a bit, but you're both too weak to protest... David leaves quietly as you and Michael snuggle and fall asleep... the scent of sex heavy in the air.

When you wake, you can still smell the come in the air. Heady stuff. Michael is sleeping like a baby with his arm across your chest. He always looks like a little boy when he sleeps. You hope he isn't embarrased because he had sex with another man. It was a major turn-on to watch. You bring his hand to your mouth to kiss it. Whoa. Amazing strong odor of sex. You kiss his hand, then taste it. Then you really get into it and decide to lick his hand clean. It becomes very erotic as you taste, lick and suck his fingers, almost like having a cock to suck. 

You feel something moving against your leg. Yay! Little Mikey wants to play again. He hasn't been this hot since before you were married. Michael's breathing hasn't changed, but you know he must be conscious on some level because his dick is getting hard, and dripping against your leg. You never were one to waste a hard-on if you could aviod it, so you turn to your side, put your leg over his, and place his cock against your labia, spreading them with your fingers to allow full contact. It's a sweet feeling. Almost non-sexual in the way you feel, just very close and loving. You move your hips back and forth and the contact with your clit changes the mood to sexual rather quickly. You can't really imagine why, but the events of the last few hours combined with this beautiful hard cock against your clitoris make you need to come again. Your movements get stronger. 

Then, Michael begins to wake and starts to move against you. You're both very slippery . He moves inside you. He is now fully awake and hungry to fuck. He turns you on your back and starts to pump very fast, lifting your legs up as far as they will go and holding them there with his arms. You are now on your back with your legs high enough in the air that Michael is pumping down into your cunt... deeper than you ever remember him being. Of course thinking about being full reminded you of having a cock and a tongue inside you at the same time and you get even more excited. Since your legs are raised so high, you can actually watch his cock moving in and out of your pussy; watch your cunt try to hang on to him as he comes out and welcoming him back in, pumping faster and faster as he starts to come. His cock getting bigger and bigger inside you. The look on his face is enough to send you over the edge. You're coming again as you feel his cock begin to spasm. Your eyes roll back. You see stars. Michael collapses on top of you, holding you closely and desperately. Panting, you both fall into a sleepy cuddle. Can sex get any better than this? 

After a two hour nap, you are ready for dinner. Now, there's come all over you, all over Michael - all over the room for that matter, and you both need a shower. Michael is still barely moving, so you get up and get showered while he wakes. You step into the shower and when the water hits you, it turns the dried come into a slippery sensual delight. Your whole body feels like a wet cunt. You get a little horny thinking over the last few hours, but let it go. The night is still young and you're already fresh-fucked! When Michael gets in with you, you exchange a couple of gentle kisses and you get out to dress for dinner. No need for sex right now; you're pretty sated. and so is he. It strikes you that you kissed the kids good-bye only twelve hours ago, and stepped into the sensual vacation of your dreams. You put on your sexiest short dress, Thigh high stockings and no panties; you're feeling very sexy tonight!

Drinks in the lounge... nice place... friendly barmaids. TV up in the corner of the room with some sort of extreme games competition going on. You walk in, sit at the bar and order a Margarita. So does Michael. You are both glowing a bit from all the sexual flush of the day, and you're acting like new lovers. Kisses between sips. 

It strikes you that you haven't told Michael how wonderful it was to live out his fantasy. You mention it to him, and he gets a little embarrassed. "I'm not gay," he says. There's actually a tear in his eye, and this makes you love him more That he'd actually think you thought he was gay... he's being open and as honest as anyone can be and suddenly you want to hold him on your arms forever. "I know Baby. If you were gay you wouldn't be the great fuck you always are." His relief is immediate and evident. You kiss his face and taste the tear. You've never felt this close to another person. You are the most in love you've ever been.




Vacation



Margaritas gone, you go into the lobby to catch a cab. There's David! He is standing at the front desk talking to the hostess. You both rush up to him and there are smiles and hugs all around. "I missed the plane," he says. "And since I... well, we... were having such a good time, I called Diane - my wife - and she'll be flying in at 11:30 tonight! Wanna play?" No need to answer this one but you both answer, "yeh!" at almost the same time. He says, "I'm trying to get a room, but all they have left are suites... you wouldn't want to split one would you?" Michael answers yes right away... and there's no objection from you... Michael and David turn to the hostess and get the room thing straightened out... you stand and watch as these two beautiful men arrange the next great sexual experience of your life... and you feel a dampness growing in between your legs.You all go up to your room to pack up. The bellboys will move your stuff into the new room while you're at dinner. You're so excited you're shaking. You wish you weren't so hungry!

You all get a cab to a Cuban restaurant. Posh. Beautiful people. Great food. Spicy, flavorful, exotic wonderful food that makes your taste buds dance. David and Michael flank you in a 1950's style circular leather booth. Both men have their hands on your thighs, teasing just above the stockings. There's a large tablecloth that hides their hands from view, so even though you're in public, it's very private "below decks." God are you getting turned on! As the meal progresses, Michael and David both reach up to your labia and tease you with gentle touches. They look at each other in surprise when they discover you are underwear-free! You don't believe how turned on you are in a room so full of people. 

The conversation is normal. David is telling you about Diane and their life together, their kids, the home in the 'burbs, You and Michael are doing the same - at least Michael is. You find yourself unable to say anything very interesting because you are being slowly finger-fucked by these two great men. The food is great... you are all trying bites of the others food... David has a finger buried in your pussy right now. He takes it out - your dampness glistening on his fingers - and takes a bite of his pollo molé in his hand. He offers it to you. "You'll love this," he says, "try it." You do and the taste of your cunt is everywhere on his hand. "You seem to like the taste of pussy." You say nothing, but carefully lick his fingers clean. Fact is, you love the taste of your own pussy, but have never tried anyone elses, and never came close except for that one time in college when your rommy wanted more than you could give her at the time. It's been haunting you ever since. Right now, you'd do almost anything for these men.

While you're sucking on David's fingers, Michael is lightly, but rapidly rubbing your clit. Oh God, you're going to come right here in the restaurant! Your eyes glaze over. You stop licking. Your hand strays to the bulge in David's pants, and it hits you. Your cunt pulses in time with the Cuban music. You're coming hard. In public. As you start to come down, the waiter appears at your table - a very handsome Cuban man - and asks, "is everything to your satisfaction?" Everyone laughs. Michael says, "yes, we are very satisfied." The waiter moves away and the three of you look at each other and can't believe what's happening!

Dinner's over. There's a dance club next door and you decide to check it out before Diane arrives. She'll take a cab from the airport and meet you at the hotel. Sexy latin dance music in a tropical setting. Two men with their hands all over you as you walk to a table and order a drink. You excuse yourself to go to the john. You need to wipe the juices off your cunt before your stockings get much wetter! On the way back, you get lustful stares from your guys at the table. David gets up as you approach and takes your hand, leading you to the dance floor. You dance with David. He smells good. The press of bodies on the dance floor hightens your excitement. Then a slow song - sensuous and sexy. Your cunt presses against his thigh. You glance at Michael who nods his approval and smiles. You are the sexiest woman alive.

You're getting more and more turned on as Michael slowly rubs his thigh against your cunt. Then the dance ends and he says, "it's time to meet Diane." A deep breath and you walk back to the table. Michael stands up and you can see the bulge in his pants. You all smile and head for the door. There is a cab outside and you get in (your'e in the middle) and head back to the hotel. Michael takes your face in his hands and begins to shower you with kisses. David's hands are toying with your breasts. Every nerve ending on your body is tingling. The cab ride ends too soon. The drinks and the sexual high are making your mind buzz. It all seems like a dream.

You enter the hotel and get the keys for your room, and in the elevator up, Michael's hands reach under your dress to tease your cunt. You're standing at the back of the elevator with David and Michael on eiher side. There's a couple of men in suits in front of you. They can't see what's going on, but you KNOW they can smell your sex. How could they miss? Michael's fingers enter you easily, and an "ahhhh" escapes your lips. The men turn around and look at you for a second and then turn back. If they only knew that right now you'd do them both - twice.

The door to your room opens and you can't believe it. A large central room with a bar, sofas, table and chairs, and a huge picture window overlooking the ocean! You look at Michael, and his eyes are even bigger than yours. David just smiles. God what a sight. Your bags are sitting in the center of the room. The boys pick up the bags and enter the separate rooms. David to the left, Michael to the right. You follow Michael. Nice! Big room with a huge round bed. You laugh at the sight. There's a gauze-like curtain around the bed. What have they done? This is a room built to fuck in. You walk over to David's room to check, and his is the same! You - again - can't believe any of this is happening.

The boys are busily unpacking so you walk to the bar and get a club soda. Your head is already spinning but you're thirsty. There's a knock at the door. You wallk over and open it and standing there with a huge beautiful smile is a totally gorgeous woman. 35, long brown hair to her shoulders, 5' 9" tall, amazing eyes, slim with perfect c-cup breasts, short skirt and white silk blouse. If there were ever a woman you'd like to fuck, she's here. She says, "You must be Jennifer." 

You stammer a "yes, you're Diane?" and invite her in. She walks in front of you carrying her bag and you notice an enticing odor. "God, Diane, what's that perfume? It's great!" She tells you, puts down her bag and reaches into her purse... a small bottle comes out and she opens it for you. "Want some?" Then without asking, she dabs behind your ears with it. Whoa... you had no idea how sensitive you were right now... her touch sends little shocks all the way to your stomach. God are you primed. The guys emerge from the rooms and David introduces Diane as "the best part of my life." You believe it. 

Diane disappears into their room. Michael heads for the bar and starts to fix some drinks. Everyone calls out their order to him and he starts to mix. You watch him as he does. Whistling happily. Looking at you and smiling. You leer back at him with your now famous fuck me look, and smile.

He brings the drinks to the coffee table and you both sit on the sofa. David and Diane come back and sit on the loveseat across from you. Diane - a little nervously - "Do you guys smoke?" She's holding out a joint. 

"God," you think, "I haven't tried any since college." Michael speaks for you. "not in a long time... fire it up!" She does, and then hands it to David who takes a hit and passes it to you. What the hell. You inhale, and that old familiar wonderful buzz comes over you right away. You pass it to Michael. It goes around the room twice before Diane puts it down in the ash tray. The converstation is friendly. Lots of laughs and small touches. Electric touches.

Diane says, "this room needs some music," and walks to the radio controls at the bar. Salsa music. It reminds you of dancing with David and you feel a wetness creep across your labia. While you and the guys watch, Diane starts to dance across the room, and stops in front of Michael moving beautifully to the music. "Diane's a bit of an exhibitionist," says David. 

No kidding. And she's beautiful. As she dances you get higher and begin to lose all your own inhibitions, and when Diane reaches her hands out to you, you get up right away and start to dance with her. The guys are both watching with their mouths open. You and Diane start to dance very erotically now. She wants to fuck you. You want to let her. She slowly opens her blouse to reveal a perfect pair of breasts... then, her arms go around your back and pull down your zipper. Her touch is soft, insistent. You let her do whatever she wants. Her blouse hits the floor at about the same time as your dress. Her arms go softly around you. God, the feel of her skin is amazing... you are naked. She has a skirt on... but with your help, then only a thong. It doesn't seem fair that she's so overdressed. You hands move down her back and peel the thong off. You notice her very sexy smell as the thong slips by your nose. It's a very damp thong. You find yourself on your knees with a thong in your hands in front of a very sexy woman. She pulls your head closer to her pussy. The odor is wonderful. Spice, Musk. That perfume you've come to like so much. Your tongue reaches out tentatively. At the first touch to her labia, she jerks as if hit by an electric shock, but still holds your head gently close. Your tongue strikes paydirt and she starts to come right away. Apparently she's been thinking about this for a long time. 

As thanks for the great orgasms from her husband, you move your tongue in for the kill, sliding back and forth across a beautiful great tasting clitoris, pulling it between your teeth... sucking, licking, tasting. Feeling this beautiful woman start to spasm under your mouth is VERY exciting. She's humping your mouth now, sliding her cunt up and down your face, covering your face with her come. Then a small, long lasting groan from her lips as the orgasm really takes hold, and she collapses to her knees to kiss you and lick the come off your face. Very erotic kisses and licks. It's your turn now.

Suddenly you notice there are two naked men in the room - very erect and very interested in both of you. Michael moves behind you on the floor and wraps his arms around you to fondle your nipples. They're on fire! David is standing beside Diane. She moves from kissing you to sucking his cock. It's a beautiful sight as his cock - whose taste you know so well - slides in and out of her mouth. Then Diane stands and pushes David onto the sofa, and takes your hand. You stand and she moves you so that you're sitting in his lap facing out, on his cock. It slides in easily and quickly. Then she gets on her knees in front of you and begins to suck your nipples as David fucks you from behind. Her lips move South now, toward your cunt. You can barely stand the anticipation until her tongue finally reaches your clit. Michael moves behind her. You can see every move as he slowly fucks her from behind. 

David is feeling a bit of urgency now. You can feel his cock swelling inside you and Dianes tongue starts to move faster against your clit. As all this is happening you can see Michael's face - intent, hard, needy - a he fucks Diane for all he's worth. Diane starts to pant now. Little high pitched squeals coming from the mouth that's on your slit. You can tell Michael is about to come. You feel David swelling even more inside you as Diane intensifies her attention to your clitoris, her hand moving to her own clit now and rubbing herself as fast as she's licking you. Can this be happening? Then a collective groan. Everyone starts to come at once. It feels like your entire body is engulfed by a sweetness. Then David starts to pump his come inside you. You feel the spasms in his cock and watch Michael having spasms of his own inside Diane. Everyone is coming together. 

Something you thought was impossible only a day ago. Loud groans now. You look into Michael's eyes as he looks into yours. You are fucking other people, but you're also - in a very real sense - fucking each other. There is a direct line between your cunt and his cock, and the woman in between is trying - successfully - to please you both. One final scream - you think it might be you - and everyone slides to the floor, panting, smiling, loving every moment. David says, "Wow, that was good grass!" and everyone begins to laugh... that'll be a line you'll remember the rest of your life. 



Vacation



My wife of 30 years Terry and I had planed our vacation for weeks. We were going to take our 26' sailboat the Four Kings out and spend 2 weeks sailing around Lake Mead. The 2 youngest of our 4 kids had planed on going. Scott 24 and Mary 28 were both at the house with us planning what all we would do when the phone rang.

Terry walked back into the family room frowning. She looked at Scott. "That was Marty from planning. It looks like our trip is off Scoot. They want to open that new store this week."

"Shit! Now what." He said shaking his head, as he looked at as her then his sister and me. He and terry had gone into business with each other right after he had gotten out of school and were doing very well.

"Well I for one am still going. I can't change my vacation and if you get loose from this thing the 2 of you can call us to sail back and met you when you come up later." I looked at Mary. "That is if you want to go sailing with an old fart like me."

"Oh stop it!" there was a sparkle in her eye as she laughed. "Don't put your self down I think it will be fun. Besides it will give us time with each other and I think I would like that!"

So it was set and the next morning we pulled out of the driveway in Chino Hills CA. at 4:00 AM and headed to the lake. Mary and I spent a nice morning driving along with her feeding me snacks and coffee while I told her all the dirty jokes I knew and her mother would not listen to. She looked so sweet turned side ways in the truck seat with her shoulder length hair pulled back out of her face and despite my self I let my eyes run over her body.

She had lovely full 38c breasts we braless this morning and her slightly darker than pink nipples pushed nicely at the soft cotton top she was wearing. She had nice wide hips with a grate ass and a little waist. Her legs were in all honesty the best I had ever seen and she loved to show them off like she was doing that day in some very short cutoff jean shorts and flip-flops. But it was her eyes that got to me, she had the deepest blue eyes I had ever seen and she had always known how to work me with them to get what she wanted out of me.

"You know you can really piss me off some times dad." I looked at her as she handed me a cracker with some hard salami on it. "You are such a good looking man and when you put your self down like you did last night I just want to choke you!"

"Well thank you tink," I had always called her Tinker Bell when she was young and it had just turned into Tink along the way. "But I am 54 you know and I can see what is looking back at me in the looking glass."

"Ya well I can see it to and it looks dam good even if I am you daughter. Now find a place for me to pee and don't put your self down like that any more."

I was smiling as I pulled us off the freeway and up and over an over pass. I pulled us off to the side and had not hardly even stopped when she through open the door and jumped out. She stepped back by the trucks back wheel and all though I knew I should look away I watched her in the mirror as she dropped her shorts getting a good long look at her soft round ass before she squatted down out of my sight.

When she stood up she turned facing me and our eyes met in the glass as she pulled her tiny shorts up over her closely trimmed pussy. She just smiled at me as she zipped them and walked back to the cab. "Sorry but I really had to go."

"I don't guess I should have looked but I couldn't help it. So I am sorry to."

"Well I wanted to talk to you about something any way." She said as I pulled us out onto the highway. "I don't want to spend the next 2 weeks calling you Dad. Umm, I mean is it ok if I just call you Mike or sweetheart or something?"

"Well I guess if that's what you want."

Mary put her hand on my shoulder as she slipped closer to me. "I just want people to think you're a guy with a young girl friend and us to have a good time with out people thinking we are weird. Besides I was also thinking I'd try to get naked as often as I can." I gave her a side ways look. "I mean it just seams like such a good time to get some all over sun and I don't think people would under stand me running around naked with my dad."

"Well I am not sure I under stand either but I am ok with it as long as it's your idea."

We spent the rest of the trip planning where we would go on the lake and when we arrived did a little shopping in the marina store before we launched the boat. True to her word Mary hooked her arm in mine walking with me as we shopped. It made me feel good knowing all the people in the place thought she was with me.

When we launched the boat Mary got into the water and held it by the launch ramp as I pulled the truck up and parked it. I walked back and went down the dock to where she was standing and as she went to give me the rope to tie up the boat she slipped and fell going under over her head in the waist deep water.

She came up sputtering and laughing as she walked up the ramp and around onto the dock. "God Mike the water is so worm!" 

My eyes were on her tits as she walked up to me because her little white cotton tom had become very sheer! It was clinging to her chest like a second skin letting me and every one else get a good look at her wet titties and nipples! 

I tried to act cool as I let my eyes run over her. "Well we will have plenty of time for swimming but if we are going to find the hole in the rock cove before dark we need to get going."

Mary made no effort to cover her breast as she climbed on board the boat and sat in the copilots seat as I got us under way and out of the marina. 

My emotions were running wild as we past the outer marker at the end of the brake water and Mary climbed up onto the for deck and began hoisting the main sail. Her top was almost dry but her braless breasts were free and on the move with each pull of the halyard as the big sail went up. She was slightly bent at the waist with her bottom pointed at me and her shorts had ridden up into the crack of her ass exposing a large amount of butt cheek to me as she worked.

Mary turned back watching my face as she stepped down from the deck and into the cockpit of the boat as I loosed the jib. She plopped her sweet ass onto the seat next to me as the wind filled the sail and the big boat healed over. I cut the motor and the instant quiet made me remember why I loved sailing so much.

Mary's voice brought me out of it. "Dad are you ok?"

"I thought I was Mike now."

"I have never seen that look in your eyes before."

"I have never felt this way around you before so we are even."

She looked disappointed. "I'm sorry," she looked out over the water. "I just thought it would be nice to be out having fun with the only man I have ever loved."

"Mary I am ok. It's just that you my daughter even if you want to play other wise and when I look at you like that, well being daddy is not what I am thinking. God girl you're beautiful, funny and I love being out like this with you. I am just afraid to fuck it up."

She smiled at me. "I'll tell you what. You relax and have a good time and I'll tell you if you do any thing I don't want you to do. Remember I'm 28 years old and a big girl daddy."

She went below and came back with a water for each of us and we spent the next hour talking about every thing from how the sun burns to what makes coffee smell so good. I also found that she was right about relaxing and just enjoying being with her.

When we reached our cove Mary pulled down the sail as I cranked up the keel of our boat. I started the dreaded motor and eased the nose of the boat up into the sand making us set for the night. It was still early after noon and I hopped over the side and began setting up what would be our little camp.

Mary handed me down the firewood and an ice chest and while got the fire ring ready and set up a sunshade she put out some deck chairs and a lounge. Every this was set as she put her hands on her hips and looked around surveying every thing.

"We did good and I am hot as hell." She watched my eyes drop to her chest ahs she began to open the buttons on her top. "I think its time for a swim." Her top dropped to the tarp we had spread out on the ground and I watched she her nipples hardened and grew up into 2 tight little rocks. "Want join me?" her shorts fell around her feet as she pushed them over her hips and for the first time in many years I was looking at her naked. 

"UMM, ya ok let's go."

She was laughing as she turned and ran down to the beach. I was speechless as I watched her naked ass move with each step she took and slowly began to fallow her to the water. She dove in after splashing out a few feet and came up pushing her hair back from her face. My eyes went to her nipples and I watched them grow hard from the cool water.

She watched me as I climbed up onto the boat and made my way aft and as I stepped up onto the rail on the stern getting ready to dive in when she began to cluck like a chicken. "Puck, puck, peuuk!" she flopped her arms making her breast bounce as she flapped them like wings "Peuk, peuk peeekuck!"

I stopped looking at her and began to laugh. "OK, ok you win!" I stepped back down and dropped my shorts then climbed back up onto the rail. Her eyes never left my now half hard cock, as I got ready to dive in the cool water. It was both a shock and then a relief as I went under and came up next to her.

"I have to admit that even though I am not to sure about all this naked stuff the water is nice!" I said to her as I stood up in the waist deep water and walked next to her.

"God I know this is wonderful!" she fell back laughing as she kicked water at me. "Just relax."

Her legs opened so that I could not help but look at her pussy as she thrashed in the water and I realized I was stone hard! "I am not sure if I can Mary."

She could see I was hard and smiled. "Yes you can." She rushed back over to me and jumped up on my back like she had done as long as I could remember only this time her hoot naked woman hood was pushed into my back just above my ass and her bare tits felt like they were burning my skin they were so hot!

"To the shore my man! I am starving!"

"Well what the hell?" I thought was I walked to the shore letting my hard cock lead the way.

As Mary dropped off my back she let her breasts slide down it leaving a heat trail on my skin as they went. She made no bones about looking at my hard 9.5" cock as she stepped in front of me and gave a soft whistle. 

She smiled as she looked at it sticking out in front of me. "Dame! Now wonder mom always has a smile on her face!" she started to turn away, stopped and came back to me pushing her tits into my chest as she kissed me on the cheek. "I didn't mean to do that if I did, but if I did do it I am very glad about it!" she kicked at the sand. "There I said it! I am glad I gave you a hard on!"

I watched her ass again as she turned and walked up the beach to our little camp. "I am so hungry I could eat a horse." she was saying as she walked away but all I could think about was how those tits had felt pushed into my chest.

My dick grew soft as I went about getting the fire going and things ready to cook. We again made small talk and it was surprisingly easy being with her now that I had relaxed. We sat across from each other on the tarp eating hot dogs and this time she told the dirty jokes and some of them had me rolling laughing as she acted them out in funny voices for me. I had a few beers and we roasted Marshmallows over the fire and about 10:00 PM I told her. "Baby this has been a very fun day but I am done and going to bed."

"OK, let me pick up some things and I'll join you."

"I am going to wash up first so that should be just about right."

I washed in the lake then climbed up onto the boat and went into the cabin. It was small but had a birth up front that had always been big enough for the wife and I and then in the back of the cabin were 2 more single bunks the kids had always used. 

I stood in the cabin watching Mary through the porthole as I dried my self and again grew hard as she moved in the firelight. "What the hell are you thinking you old coot? She is you daughter! God nock it off!" I told my self as I rubbed the towel over my balls a lot longer than was needed.

I could hear Mary splashing in the water out side and knew she was washing up to so I left the small cabin light on at the cabin door and was lying on top of the sheet when I felt the boat move as Mary came on board. I acted like I was a sleep and watched her from the darker part of the cabin as he picked up a towel and standing with the little light behind her dried off. My cock twitched as she ran the towel between her legs and then in the dim light ran it over her back making her boobs move on her chest. Mary stretched then reached back and turned off the light.

Fully expecting her to get into her bunk up front I almost had a stroke when I felt the bed move and her slip up behind me! As easy as a mouse in church she slipped up putting her boobs into my back as she rested her arm over me.

I was afraid to move both because I didn't want her to know I was awake and had been watching her as she dried her self and because I was afraid she would move away from me! God she felt so young and smooth against me! I slowed my breathing and that is how I fell as sleep.

The next morning I woke to the smell of coffee as Mary climbed up onto the bed shaking me. "Come one and wake up!" I rolled onto my back not thinking about my morning pee hard sticking strait up at her. "Well at least I can see one part of you is wake!" she smiled as she looked at my achingly hard cock. "We have company out there this morning." She hooked her thumb out to the side. "I watched them pull in a while ago. A man, a lady 30 some things not kids for sure." 

As I tried to rise up she sat the cup of coffee on the little overhead shelf pushing me back as she leaned over me. "Not so fast my love." She quickly threw her leg over me planting her hot, hot naked pussy on my belly as she leaned down kissing me lightly on the lips. "I, I can't do this! Dad please! I have wanted this for so long!" she rose up slightly as she reached back took my cock in her hand making me groan softly as she pulling it down so it touched her open wet pussy. I looked into her lust filled face and at once knew this was going to happen. I was going to let this beautiful young lady, my daughter, fuck me!

With a trembling cry Mary slid my dick deep into her belly! "OH MY GOD!" She rose up taking me deeper. "SO FULL!"

I couldn't help my self and pushed up as she pushed down enjoying the feeling as the tip of my dick entered her womb. "OHH FUCK YESSSS!" she cried as I began to slowly piston up into her. I watched her face as I pulled her full tits into my hands pinching her nipples and she came. "Aaaummmpphhhoooooo! Ga Gaaagoddd daadddd! OH Hold me!" she fell forward onto me and as I wrapped my arms around her I came to. Pushing up hard as hard and deep into my sweet little girl as I could filling her with rope after rope of white hot cum!

I wanted more and rolled her onto her back! I began pounding into her as I finished. "God oh god Mary! Fuck ohhhhhhhh!" I gave one last long pushed as she shuddered through another small cum.

"Oh baby I feel it! OH MY GOD YESSS I FEEL YOU CUMING IN MEEee! Hooo hold me, ummm ohh yesss that's what I want! OH mike sooo deeep in me!" 

We held each other for some time as we calmed down and as I looked down at her she ran her fingers through my hair. I kissed and nipped her neck. "I have wanted nothing but your dick in me for as long as I knew what dick was." She kissed me softly, "And it was worth the wait!" 

I held her in my arms kissing her softly as my dick grew half soft. "Sweetie I have got to go pee." I slipped out of her and slid down the bunk looking back at her laying there with her legs open and my seed dripping out of her open pussy. "Umm, No regreats?" I asked.

"Nope." She sat up leaning back on her hand so her breasts rolled to the side, "You?"

"Nope!"

"Good then lets get on with our vacation and have some fun!"

"Sounds good!" I said with a smile as I slipped into the little ship board head.



Vacation



My husband loves to expose me. He doesn't expose me too much around home, but when we go on vacation, he makes up for lost time. He insists I don't pack any bras, and only the skimpiest panties I own.

He prefers I wear transparent blouses, but will settle for leaving some buttons open. He doesn't want me to wear panties when I'm wearing a skirt. I can wear them with pants to protect my lips from chafing.

We prefer all inclusive resorts, in the Caribbean, when on vacation. He wants me topless on the beach, and always volunteers to apply lotion. What a guy! We don't like nude resorts because these is no challenge, or thrill. I have to admit that I enjoy being exposed, but I don't like to expose myself.

We went to a resort on Turks and Caicos for our last vacation. On the flight down, I sat next to the window, on the left side of the plane. When the seatbelt light went out, Dave leaned over me to look out the window. While he enjoyed the view, he unbuttoned my blouse, pulled it open, and began fondling my tits.

After a few moments, he stopped, and pulled my blouse closed. When I began to button it, he told me to leave it unbuttoned. Nothing was showing, so I didn't feel too nervous. Every time he looked out the window, he opened my blouse and fondled my tits. When we landed he let me button the bottom three. My blouse was open to below my tits. When I leaned forward my blouse would gap open, exposing my tits and nipples to anyone looking.

The shuttle driver was very helpful whenever I got in or out of the van. After we checked in we followed the bellman to our room. On the way, Dave unbuttoned the three bottom buttons, pulled my blouse out of my shorts, and left it hanging open. When we got near our room, Dave pushed it to either side of my tits. The bellman made sure we knew where everything was, in our room, and in the resort. He also showed how everything worked in our room, including every light switch. This attention to detail may have been the result of Dave taking my blouse off when we entered the room.

After he left, Dave said, "Take your clothes off, and we'll go for ice."

"You want me to go for ice nude?"

"Yes."

"I can't, I'm too nervous."

"Ok, you can wear your panties."

What a guy!

I was relieved, and disappointed, when we didn't meet anyone.

After we unpacked, we decided to explore the resort. I put on my bikini bottoms, and my unbuttoned blouse, at Dave's request. I walked with my arms crossed in front of me, unless we were in a secluded area. At those times, Dave would push my blouse to either side of tits. In the elevator, on the way back to our room, Dave took my blouse off. As soon as we got off on our floor, Dave my bottoms off. I walked down the hall, to our room, nude.

I wore a mini skirt and blouse, no bra or panties, to dinner. Dave ate with one hand, while his other hand was between my spread legs, fondling my lips and probing my hole. I have to admit, I was wet. I was getting more turned on by the minute.

It was dark when we left the restaurant. Dave waited till we were away from the building, then told me to unbutton my blouse. We walked to beach and along the water for awhile. When we were off our resorts property, Dave took my blouse off. The warm evening air felt good on my exposed tits. We'd walked about 25 yards when Dave pulled my skirt up to my waist. It wouldn't stay there on it's own, so Dave tucked it into the waistband. The warm evening air felt good on my exposed ass, bush, and lips. We passed a few people. The men always said hello. Dave walked with a smile on his face and his hand on my ass.

We'd walked about 200 yards when we came across a gazebo. Dave suggested we stop for a few minutes, before heading back. We sat in the gazebo watching the waves, enjoying the night, and 'making out'.

We stayed there for about a half hour then began walking back. We hadn't encountered any negative reaction to my walking topless, with my skirt pulled up, so Dave took my skirt off. I walked back nude. I felt sexy and naughty. When we reached our resort, I put my skirt and blouse back on, but left the blouse open. As we neared our building, Dave took my skirt off again. We passed two couples, and the men said hello. As we waited for the elevator, Dave took my blouse off. I was nervous being nude, so Dave covered my ass with his hand. What a guy! We didn't meet anyone else on the way to our room.

We were both tired from traveling, but not that tired. We fucked like bunnies, before falling asleep in each others arms.

I'll tell you about day two next. 



Vacation



Crystal graciouly read this over for me and gave her approval. Find her stories under the name crystal607.

Crystal could hear the sound of the waves breaking softly along the beautiful shore line from the little cabin she and her husband, Barry, were staying in for the next two weeks. They were in a rustic resort along the western shore of Lake Michigan in the USA. This was their first trip to the states, and it had been a difficult time for them in deciding where to go. But a friend of Barry's had an uncle who owned this resort near the town of Waukegan, Illinois, just north of Chicago. They were close enough to the big city so that they could enjoy the sights and night life there, but have the beautiful beach right outside their cabin during the day. Crystal was excited about trying out the new one piece gold suit Barry had bought for her just before they left, as well as the two skimpy bikini's she had picked up herself. She wasn't sure about the bikini's, because she had heard that the Midwest in America was very conservative. She would check things out tomorrow.

They had flown in on a non-stop flight from London to Chicago's O'Hare International airport, and then been met by the friend's uncle, Fred. They had gone straight to the resort and had not had time to do any looking around yet. Also, because Chicago was 6 hours behind England, they were experiencing jet lag to a considerable degree. They had tried sleeping on the flight over, but unless one is flying first class, it is hard to get very comfortable and get much sleep. They would try to sleep some tonight, and be up very early in the morning, as morning here would be almost afternoon back home.

Both Crystal and Barry were up at the crack of dawn. The sun came up at 5:30 this time of the year, and because of the time difference, both were ready to meet the day very early. The cabin had a small kitchen with all the necessary utensils and Fred had stocked it with good old American fare. Crystal looked through the groceries in the cupboard, and was able to find some tea and bagels, which would suffice for their breakfast.

After breakfast, Crystal put on the new one piece gold suit Barry had bought for her just before they left. She wanted to see how others dressed before she tried out one of her bikini's. She didn't want to get into any trouble because of how she was dressed. This was not liberal England or the continent. She was pleasantly surprised at how warm it was, even this early in the morning. It looked to be a perfect day for going to the beach, and Crystal looked forward to it. Meanwhile, Barry was busy unpacking his photography equipment he had brought along. He planned on taking as many photos as he could, especially of his lovely wife. She didn't know it, but the one piece gold suit he had bought her just gave the appearance of being conservative. Actually, when wet, it became almost completely transparent. Barry planned on having his camera ready when she came up out of the water. He hoped there would be some men around to enjoy Crystal's charms at that time.

It was still too early for there to be anyone out on the beach, but Crystal walked on the smooth sandy shore, and looked out over Lake Michigan. She knew it was a lake, but it looked every bit as big as the seas and oceans she had seen at other places they had vacationed. The water was fresh, but on wading into it up to her knees, she couldn't really tell the difference from the salt water of the ocean. The water was very warm and inviting, and Crystal could not resist the urge to jump all the way in. She walked out a little further, letting the swells of the waves wash over her. When some water splashed in her mouth, she then noticed that there was not a salty taste. This was something different, and she liked it. Even though the water was warm, and it was going to be a hot day, she still shivered a little as the water washed over her, getting her suit a little wet. Because of feeling a little cold, Crystal headed back to shore without really getting her suit wet enough to become transparent. She saw Barry leaving their cabin, and waved to him to come on down. She also hollered up to him to bring her beach towel with him. Barry waved an understanding, and went back inside, emerging a moment later with two beach towels.

Crystal and Barry laid out on their towels, enjoy the serenity of the beach this early in the morning. Barry hoped more people would show up soon, as he wanted the opportunity to show Crystal off, particularly to any young men that might come. He knew that a U.S. Naval Training center was just 3 or 4 miles south of their resort, and he hoped some of the sailors would make their way onto this beach. He had high hopes of Crystal showing off her wonderful body, even though he realized how conservative this area was.

As the day wore on, more and more people showed up. There were some families, but there were also lots of apparently single young people, both male and female, that were arriving. Crystal noticed with satisfaction that she would be able to wear her bikini, as almost all the girls from teenagers on up to women in their 40's were wearing either bikini's or two piece suits that showed off their asses and breasts with little left to the imagination. Maybe this area was not as conservative as they had been led to believe. Of course, there were no topless bathers, at least not on this beach. Maybe there was an area that topless bathers congregated. She would have to ask their friend's uncle about that. 

By noon, the beach was humming with activity. Barry had his digital camera at the ready, and was snapping pics of several of the scantily clad young women. Many of them, seeing Barry with his camera, stopped to pose for him, obviously enjoying have their pic taken. "Time for some lunch. Let's go see what Fred got for us to eat," said Crystal. Crystal and Barry picked up their towels and made their way up to their cabin. Crystal found some sandwich material and quickly fixed a light lunch for the two of them.

"I think I will change suits," decided Crystal. "My bikini will not be out of place at all, and I want to see the looks on the guys faces when I accidentally let my top slip a little too much."

"Oh, I love that gold suit you have on now, and I want to get pics of you coming up out of the water in that suit," explained Barry. "I saw of bunch of young guys near where we were, and I think you will would find it exciting . Trust me!"

What was Barry trying to tell her, wondered Crystal? Her bikini would be much more revealing than this one piece gold suit, but she decided she would humor Barry and do what he asked. Then she would get her bikini on and really give the guys a show. They grabbed their beach towels and headed back down to the lake. There was a group of about 6 or 7 young guys playing around in the sand, checking out all the bikini clad bodies of the good looking young girls. Crystal and Barry laid out their towels, and stretching out, started applying sun screen to their exposed skin. Crystal noticed several of the young guys eyeing her as she rubbed the lotion on her long legs, and then started on her arms. She smiled at them, and then slowly looked away, demurely. Glancing back up, she could tell a couple of the guys were starting to edge over just a little closer to her.

Crystal made an attempt to get sun screen on her shoulders and back. While doing so, she gave a look of frustration to the guys edging closer. They seemed a little shy, and not sure if they were reading her right or not, but then one of them seemed to get up the courage, and asked, "Do you need help with that?"

Crystal smiled at him, and offered him the bottle of lotion. He jumped up and moved right over, with his buddies looking on expectantly. "Hi, my name is Ray. We are all stationed at the Naval Station down the road." He was very nervous, and not sure of himself at all. 

Crystal just smiled at him, and spoke up. "You are so kind to help me. I just can't reach that part of my body."

Ray looked at Crystal with almost wonder in his eyes. "Where are you from? England, Australia, South Africa?" he asked. He had noticed her very evident accent, one not often heard on the shores of Lake Michigan.

"My husband and I are visiting from England," answered Crystal. We have never visited this part of the world before, and decided we wanted to see what it was like."

"Your husband?" questioned Ray, with almost resignation in his voice.

"Yes, he is a photographer, and wants to take some special photos of me. He won't mind your helping me. That is him right there," she said, pointing toward Barry. "See, he is ready to photograph you putting on my sun screen."

Barry was busy snapping pic after pic as the young sailor applied the sun screen to Crystal's shoulders and back. When he had finished, he hesitantly held the lotion bottle in his hand, not sure what to do next. "Thank you very much," said Crystal. "I think I will run into the water. Barry, my husband, wants a picture of me coming out of the water in this gold suit. Why, I don't know, but I will humor him. Stay around afterwards, because I will be changing suits and might need help again with the sun screen." Crystal smiled encouragingly at Ray as she got up and headed for the water.

As soon as Crystal was out of hearing range, Barry moved over by Ray and the rest of the young sailors. "Keep your eyes on Crystal as she comes out of the water," he instructed them. "Both you and Crystal are in for a big surprise." Ray and the guys had no idea what the surprise was going to be, but the sight of Crystal as she walked down to the water was enough to keep their attention, with the intentional swaying of her hips. Crystal worked her way out into the water, and then sat down, getting all of her except her hair completely wet. The warm water felt very good, and Crystal luxuriated in the feeling for a few moments, and then stood back up and head back to shore and Barry and the guys.

Barry was busy snapping photos not only of Crystal as she approached, but also of the boys as they watched her come toward them. As she got closer, the expression on the boy's faces changed to one of surprise. Crystal looked like the area covered by her swim suit had tanned and she was completely nude. They could see her hard little nipples, surrounded by the darker areola, and her Brazilian cut of her pubic hair. The mouths of the boys dropped open as they stared at the beautiful sight coming toward them. Crystal was completely unaware that all her charms were completely exposed to all who happened to look, and particularly to the young sailors.

Crystal saw the boys staring at her, and Barry snapping photo after photo, and wondered why they were all so enthralled with her. Glancing down, she let out a little gasp, as she realized the gold suit had turned transparent and her small but nicely shaped breasts, with their crowning nipples, were clearing visible. Excitement shot through Crystal as she realized all the boys were getting to see her almost naked body. She stood a little taller and pushed out her chest, making her tits even more obvious than they had been. She smiled as she walked up to Barry and the boys, knowing they were seeing all she had to offer.

The boys crowed around her as she came up, and Ray exclaimed, "Wow, that is a great suit. I have never seen one like that before."

"What do you mean,? coyly asked Crystal. "What is so different about this suit? It is more modest than most of the suits girls are wearing all around you."

"You mean you don't know that it is transparent now?" Ray could hardly believe that Crystal didn't know she was almost totally exposed. 

Crystal just smiled at the boys, and said, "It is? Oh my, I hope I didn't embarrass you boys. Back home, this wouldn't even get a second look. I guess we are not quite as hung up on the human body like you Americans." She then laid down on her towel, and stretching her legs out in front of her and leaning back on her elbows, she relaxed and let the hot sun shine on her now hot body. As her suit gradually dried, the gold color came back and covered as before.

"I'm going to run up to the cabin and download these on the laptop," said Barry. "I want to see what I got. Why don't you guys keep Crystal company while I do this?"

The boys were more than happy to keep Crystal company. They excitedly told her how great she looked coming up out of the water. It was a sight they would never forget.

"Is this all you guys do for excitement?" queried Crystal. "What do you do after dark?"

Bashfully, Ray told Crystal, "We do have a nice club we go to in the evenings. It is not very far from here."

"What kind of club? Would an English tourist feel welcome there?" teased Crystal.

"Uh, I'm sure they, uh, I mean you, would," stuttered Ray. "A lot of the guys from the base go there. It is, uh, well, it is a strip joint that we can go to. See, here, uh, most places you have to be 21 to get in, but this place doesn't serve alcohol, so we can get in, and because there is no alcohol, the girls, well, they, uh, get completely naked."

"Sounds interesting," said Crystal. "So you get to see girls completely naked any time you want. Why were you so embarrassed when my suit turned transparent, then?"

"Well, you are different. You just came here for a vacation, and didn't know you were almost naked. And you aren't a regular stripper, just a nice English girl. You know, like the girl next door type."

"Why don't you and your husband come tonight? We will meet you there. I bet you will enjoy it. And tonight they are having amateur night, where any girl that wants to can compete for prize money. Hey, I bet you could win easily," Ray suggested.

"Do a strip tease, in front of you and all your buddies? Oh, I don't think I could do that. I would have to be more relaxed if I were to do something like that."

"We usually get one of the older guys to get us some beer before we go and we always are feeling pretty good by the time we get there. Maybe we could meet you earlier and we could have a few drinks someplace first." Ray wasn't sure how Crystal would react to his suggestion, but after seeing her come out of the water, he knew he wanted to see more of her.

"Let me talk it over with Barry when he gets back. We'll see then," answered Crystal.

The guys excitedly talked among themselves, hoping that Crystal would agree to meet them later. As Barry made his way back down toward the group, Crystal felt a surge of excitement as she contemplated what the evening might bring. She was always ready for any opportunity to show a little flesh and maybe even her hot panties, but she had never done anything like strip completely naked in front of a group of guys. But it might be very exciting to try it. 

When Barry made it back, he had printed out several photos. These he let Crystal see first, and then passed them around to the boys. Crystal felt a warmth pass through her as she watched the reaction of the boys from looking at the photos. It always affected her this way when she knew men were admiring her. And these young boys were obviously admiring her very much.

"Barry, these nice boys have invited us out for the evening. They go to a nice little club close by that they think we might enjoy. Are you up for something like that?"

Barry looked at Crystal and then at the boys. "What kind of club?" he asked.

"They say it is one that doesn't serve alcohol, because none of them are old enough to get in at a place that serves alcohol, but they take care of that before they go. But because this club doesn't serve alcohol, the girls that dance there can get completely nude."

At this, Barry's interest perked up. "A strip club for boys?" he questioned.

"Yes, and for men, too," answered Ray. "It is just that we can't go to adult clubs yet, even though we are going to have to fight for our country very soon. And they are having an amateur night tonight where any girl that wants to can enter the contest and try to win the $500 prize. It is really lots of fun."

Crystal and Barry looked at each other, and as with most couples that have been married for at least 5 years, they were able to communicate with just looks. "Okay, where do we meet you? We don't have a car, so we will have to get a taxi, unless you want to pick us up," said Barry.

Ray immediately answered, "We'll pick you up at 8:30. Meet us out in front of your cabin. Dress is casual. We'll have the beer."

Back at the cabin, Barry asked Crystal if she wanted to enter the amateur contest. "Honey, you know I like to flash, and I know you like me to, but this would be different. Do you really want me to enter?"

"I think it would be very exciting and stimulating. After all, we are in America, and who is to know?"

Crystal still was not convinced, and said, "I will have to think about it. This is a big step."

The boys were right on time and off they went. The boys had already consumed several beers, all except Ray who was driving. He was going to stick to just soft drinks. Barry got in the front seat with Ray, while Crystal was squeezed in between two of the boys in the back seat. "We will meet the rest of the guys at the club," Ray explained. "We knew there would not be room for all of us in one car."

The club was only a couple of miles from the resort, and was set back in an area of small office buildings and shops. The name, in lights out front, was Bare Essence, and the parking lot was almost completely full. A neon light girl was flashing on and off, attracting the attention of any who wanted to easily find the club.

On entering, Crystal was struck by the loud music and boisterous goings on. There was a cover charge of $5 per man, with women in free, which Barry graciously paid. The smoke bothered her as neither she nor Barry smoked. But having been in bars before, it was not a shock to her. It appeared a fairly typical club, with two girls on two separate stages dancing to the loud music. They were young, probably just 18 or 19, maybe 20, and nice looking. The red head had a nice body, with firm tits and a nice red bush, as she was just finishing up her time and was completely nude. The brunette still had her g-string on and was just playing with her tits and her nipples as she danced. Ray led them to a table with 5 seats, just enough for their group. It was situated near the front, but not right in front of the stages.

A waitress, just barely dressed in hot shorts and a bra, came over to take their order. "What will you have? You get one free drink and everything else is $3." The guys all order cokes and Crystal opted for a Pepsi. This was really different. Ordering soft drinks in a strip joint. America sure was different and strange.

There appeared to be four different dancers, coming out two at a time, with one just finishing up as the other one started. This way, there was always lots of flesh showing on the stages. Around 9:30, the M.C. announced that the amateur contest would start at 10 and any girls wanting to enter should come to the back dressing room and get prepared. Ray and guys instantly turned to Crystal, and asked her to do it. Barry just nodded his approval, and Crystal slowly stood up and headed for the back dressing room. Her stomach was doing flip flops as the thought of stripping nude in front of all these men had her very nervous. Could she go through with this? What if nobody liked her dancing? The humiliation would be too much. Maybe she shouldn't do it. But then the excitement of seeing these young girls stripping completely nude coursed through her body, and she determined to make the best of this and win the $500. Besides, the money would come in handy when she went shopping at Marshall's in downtown Chicago.

In the back, one of the dancers showed the 5 girls that had taken the dare where there were lingerie that they could change into if they wanted to, or if they were prepared already, they could use what they brought with them. Since Crystal was not prepared, she looked over the assortment of things, and picked out a red thong, a pair of thigh high black stockings, a pair of 4 inch heels that just fit her, a bustier that pushed her breasts up and showed a lot of cleavage, and a silky top to put over the bustier. Putting on her outfit, Crystal looked at herself in the full length mirror. She needed something more. Looking in her purse, she found her red lipstick and dark eye shadow. She put on an extra amount of eye shadow and painted her lips very red. Now she was ready.




Vacation



The M.C. came in the back, and lined the girls up in a row, in the order they would go on stage, one at a time. Crystal was number 3, which would give her a chance to sort of see what the first two girls could do. The other girls were all rather attractive, although Crystal knew she was going to be able to hold her own in that area. She had studied dance as a young girl, and had always really enjoyed going to dance clubs and dancing. She felt confident in that, also. The only thing was how would she do taking these clothes off that she had put on? They were made specifically for stripping and were held together with Velcro, so she felt she could handle that, also.

"Okay, girls, you ready?" The M.C. moved out on the stage an announced the start of the contest. The audience would be the judges, with the girl getting the loudest and longest applause and cat calls would be declared the winner. Unknown to Crystal, Barry had asked Ray to get word to all his buddies to really yell, clap, and whistle when Crystal finished. He wanted her to win, and maybe the M.C. would ask her to be a part of the entertainment for the rest of the evening. That would be a big turn on for him.

The first two girls did there turn, getting a good response from the crowd, as each had several guys that they had told to really cheer for them. Then it was Crystal's turn. As soon as she stepped out onto the stage, she realized that with the bright lights on her, she couldn't see Barry at his table. The guys sitting right in front of the stage were easily seen, though, and Crystal decided to play to them. As instructed, she was to get down to just her g-string by the end of the first set, which was to last for 3 minutes. Then during the second set, which would be another 3 minutes, she was to get completely nude, and then the audience would register their vote.

There was a large clock set in the floor where only the dancer could see it, showing how much time had passed. Crystal wanted her silky top off by one minute, and then the bustier off by 2 ½ minutes. That would leave her dancing topless for 30 seconds before getting into the second set. The first minute went by easily, with Crystal feeling more at ease all the time. As the 2 ½ minute mark approached, Crystal could feel a rush going through her as she prepared to expose her breasts completely. Would the guys like hers even though they were not a C cup, nor even a B cup? But she knew her nipples were hardening and would stick out prominently. Also, her areolas were very dark and showed up well, giving a grand look to her tits. Then it was time and turning her back, she stripped of the bustier. Holding it in front of her, she turned back around, and looking right at one of the guys sitting at the stage, let the bustier drop. Cupping her tits as though offering them to the guy, she smiled a sexy smile at him as she saw his eyes fastened on her tits.

Then end of set one came, and the music for set two started. She had decided she would tease the crowd for almost the entire 3 minutes, getting completely nude only the last 45 seconds or so. She knew that by teasing, the expectations would be higher and hopefully, her vote would be higher. Using all her skill she had developed while taking dance lessons and during her many times on the dance floor, Crystal manipulated her body in a manner to bring all eyes on her most intimate parts. She hoped Barry was getting photos of this as this was an event she wanted to remember. The club had a rule against photos being taken, but Barry's camera was small and needed no flash to get a good photo. The time was down to one minute, and Crystal felt her fluids starting to flow. She knew that when she took off the g-string, that her pussy would glisten in the bright lights of the stage. 

Passion starting taking hold of her as she reached down and pulled the Velcro apart, loosening the g-string. With a sudden jerk, she pulled it completely off, now being completely nude in front of a group of men, almost all strangers to her. The thrill of showing off her body radiated through her from top to bottom, and centered in her pussy, which did glisten in the bright lights. As a finale, she sat down on her ass, with her legs spread wide, facing the men right in front of her. In this position, her full pussy lips were spread open, showing the pink interior. As the music ended, the crowd burst into tremendous applause, whistling, and cat calls, with shouts of "more, more." Crystal held her pose with her pussy on wanton display as the adulation seemed to go on forever, but was probably no more than a minute or so. Finally, the M.C. stepped forward and motioned her to leave the stage so the final two girls could compete, although it was obvious to all who the winner was going to be.

Crystal made her way back into the dressing area, and waited while the final two girls did their dancing. Even though they each got a nice reception, neither got the reception Crystal had, nor had the first two girls. The M.C. then had each girl, still nude, step forward and take a curtain call. As Crystal stepped forward, she heard such a raucous noise that she could hardly believe it. Calls for more came from all corners of the audience, which made her almost tremble with desire. She was the queen of the room, all the men desired and admired her, and she loved it. After each girl had taken their curtain call, the M.C. shouted, "And tonight's winner is our lovely Crystal all the way from England. Crystal, come on out." Crystal, still nude made her way back out to the stage, where the M.C. handed her 5 $100 bills, and then whispered in her ear, "See me in my office as soon as you are dressed."

Crystal finished dressing and asked one of the dancers where the office was. The dancer pointed to a door way, and Crystal made her way over there. She knocked, and a voice told her to come in. Inside, the M.C. introduced her to the owner of the club and then left. The owner, Ron by name, came right to the point. "You were sensational. You can make a lot of money here. I want you to work for me." 

Crystal was amazed. She then explained to Ron, "My husband and I are just here for a couple of weeks on vacation. We want to see as much as we can and do as many things as we can. I don't see how I could work for you."

"Okay, then how about coming in on Saturday night? It is our biggest night, and the way you danced out there, I know you will really bring the crowd in. I am willing to give you $1000 for that one night, plus you keep all the tips you make. We have a VIP room where the guys can be alone with a girl and you can keep everything you get from tips there, which usually will amount to around another $500 or so. What do you say?"

Crystal didn't know what to say. $1500, plus the $500 she won tonight would really make a great shopping trip. And knowing she would be the headliner was almost enough to make her say yes, even without consulting Barry, but she refrained. She knew she needed to talk this over with him first. "I need to talk this over with my husband first, but I will let you know before I leave tonight," she told him. "I will go talk to him right now."

"Great. You won't regret it, and I know you will love it. I can tell. You have that look about you. I will be waiting right here for you." 

Crystal made her way back to the table where Barry, Ray and the other guys were waiting for her. Several guys asked her for a lap dance as she passed by them. She smiled at them, and said, "Later, boys, not right now." Did she really mean that? From the feelings coming from the area of her pussy, she knew that she did. Barry stood up and gave her a big hug and hot kiss, and whispered in her ear, "Babe, you were fantastic. Do you want to do it again?" Had the M.C. talked to Barry already? Or was he just letting his desires show?

Crystal sat down and Ray and the guys just sat as if mesmerized. They couldn't take their eyes off of Crystal. Finally, Ray stammered out, "You were absolutely terrific. Are you going to do it again?" The other guys mumbled their agreement.

Crystal looked at Barry, and moved her mouth close to his ear so he could hear her without the others hearing. "They want me to come back Saturday night and be the headliner. They will pay me $1000 plus whatever I make in tips. They want to know tonight. I want to do it. I was never so hot and never felt so desirable as I felt when I was on that stage." Crystal then waited for Barry's response. She knew he had loved her performance, and that he really enjoyed showing off her body to strangers, so she hoped he would agree that she could do it.

"Finish out the night here, on stage? The way the crowd loved you, I bet the M.C. would love to have you dance more tonight. And I have seen a couple of the other girls take guys into the VIP room. I would love to get some photos of you giving a lap dance. Go ahead, tell the M.C. you want to dance some more."

Excitedly, Crystal headed back to the dressing room and the owner's office. She knocked on the door, and the owner, Ron, immediately was there. "You are going to say yes, I can see it on your face," he exulted. 

"Yes, but more than that, I want to work the rest of the night. Several guys asked for lap dances when I was making my way back to my table. Explain how that works and I will do it."

"Wonderful. It is very simple. Get the money for the VIP room from them first, and then take them in and have them sit in one of the chairs. Then you strip, and you touch them anyway you want, but warn them they can't use their hands. It is called a lap dance, because you will want to sit on their lap and rub your cunt against their cock, which will probably be hard." His blunt language kind of shook Crystal, but she quickly got the idea. "You can rub your tits against his mouth, and let him suck them as long as he doesn't use his hands." The thought of being that naughty sent shivers down Crystal's spine, and she just nodded her head in ascent.

Crystal came back out into the dressing room and found the same outfit she had used before. She quickly changed into it, and headed back out to the area of the crowd. One of the guys that had asked for a lap dance saw her, and quickly, before someone else could, jumped up and asked her to go to the VIP room. Crystal told him the room cost 50 bucks, and that she expected a sizable tip, or she couldn't go. The guy readily agreed and pulled out two twenties and a ten, and said, "Let's go." Crystal made eye contact with Barry, smiled, and taking the man by the hand, headed to the VIP room. Once inside, she closed the door and instructed the guy to sit down. She told him the rules about no hands, and then waited for her tip. The size of the tip would determine how and what she would do for him. Holding out her hand, he placed three twenties in it.

"What is your name, honey," she purred. 

"Walt." 

"Okay Walt, get comfortable in this chair." Crystal turned on the CD player sitting on a table and started dancing in front of the man. First she moved her hands up and down her body, cupping her breasts through the sheer top and the bustier, offering them to Walt. Then she ran her hands up through her long, blonde hair as she sensuously moved her hips in front of his face. First she shrugged off the sheer, silky top and then quickly she unfastened the Velcro holding the bustier in place, and now was topless. She moved up close to Walt and rubbed her breasts in his face, allowing him to take a nipple between his lips. The feel of his lips on her nipple sent desire shooting up and down her body. She pushed in harder, putting her hands on the back of his head, holding him tight against her tits. Then she backed off again, and with a twist of her hand, released the Velcro holding her g-string in place.

Now she was completely nude except for her heels and thigh high, black hose. She spread her legs slightly, moving her hips in a circular motion, knowing Walt's eyes were fasten on her glistening pussy. She felt the power she had over him as he feasted his eyes on her hot, wet pussy, his mouth hanging open. Crystal then moved forward closer, and straddling his closed legs, pushed her pussy down on his crotch, feeling his hard cock, separated from her pussy only by his clothing. She moved her hips back and forth over his cock, at the same time pushing her tits into his mouth again. She reached her hand down and gave his hard cock a good squeeze and then searched for the zipper on his jeans. Finding it, and lifting herself slightly, she worked the zipper down and pushed her hand into the opening in his jeans. With a little effort, she felt the smooth skin of his hard cock, and grasping it, pulled it out through the opening. Walt could not keep his hands off Crystal, and he reached around and grasped her hips. Crystal allowed this, as by now she was so fucking hot, she could not resist his advances.

Crystal move the head of his cock up and down her wet slit, and then moving her hips back, started jacking him off. Walt was so hot that it did not take many jacks to bring him off. Spurt after spurt of hot seed shot out all over Crystal's pussy, thighs, and ass. Crystal then stood up and finding a couple of towels placed in the room, gave one to him to clean himself up with. She then cleaned herself off, and proceeded to put her clothes back on. What a thrill. Her first lap dance and the first guy to cum all over her. She planned on having several more before the night was over. After all, there was Ray and the other guys from this afternoon who had been the ones to help bring her here in the first place, and they deserved a reward for their effort.

Crystal made her way back out, stopping briefly at the table with Barry, Ray, and the other guys. She needed to let them know she planned on working tonight, as well as Saturday night. "Did you get him off?" Barry wanted to know. 

"Yes, I sat on his lap, took his cock out, and jacked him off," beamed Crystal. "It was really thrilling!"

"I am sorry, but I have bad news for you," stated Ray. "We have to get back to the base. We have a curfew and need to get going." Disappointment showed on his face.

"Shit," grumbled Crystal. "I was looking forward to getting on stage again and doing more lap dances. Are you sure you can't stay?"

"No, the navy is very strict, and if we don't get back, we will find ourselves grounded, and won't get a chance to go to the beach or see you dance Saturday night. And we definitely want to see you dance again and maybe get a lap dance." Ray had a big grin on his face as he stated this.

"Okay, let me change back and let Ron know. I will be right back." 



Vacation



June 5th

I like my job. I wouldn't say I love it. But I was getting sick of it. My boss was always ordering me around and I just can't help but complain. He would always give the shit jobs to me. While Mary was just signing three papers, Matthew was fucking writing up 4 legal agreements, making coffee, and making advertisements. 

Lets just sum it up with I was sick of my job. So... What do you do when you're sick of your job? VACATION. I am going to Amsterdam tomorrow and I'm so excited. I can't wait to get high and go to the Red light district.

June 6th

I am so bored on this plane. I have a little story to tell about today. I got to the airport in NYC at 8:00am after a two hour drive. Once I got there, I go to the counter and my baggage is overweight so I'm shelling out like 50 bucks an ounce. This got me aggravated and I didn't want to take it out on the cute Indian chick behind the counter. She said Gate B 42.

I take off my shoes and take my laptop out of my bag and every other fucking thing you have to do at security. Guess what? I have been chosen to be the victim of some random strip search.

So they a guy takes me into the strip search room (I didn't know they had one until today) and takes everything off of me. Naturally, because it was cold and I was naked I got a little bit of a boner. This guy must have been some kind of homophobe because he just flipped out. He was all crazy like. He looked as fast as he could. He got to the search of the final cavity, my asshole. He put on a rubber glove and a whole bunch of KY. 

He slowly slipped his fingers in and this gave me a little pleasure, even though I'm not gay. My boner began to rise a little. He screeched, pulled his hand out quickly and told me to get dressed. He stamped me as okay and yelled at me, "Leave, Leave!" I put on my clothes and left as fast as I could. 

I got through security and went to gate B 42. Turned out I should have killed that Indian chick. It was gate P 42. 

I ran as fast as I could toward the gate. I had almost enough time to make it. The flight left at 11 and it was 10:30. I ran because the airport was like 50 miles long. Oh my God! As I was in my frantic run my pants all the sudden fell down and I tripped. Numerous people laughed at me as they went by.

I found out that my belt had never been buckled and I almost cried. Anyway I got back up and ran the rest of the way only to hear that annoying little desk ladies voice saying, "Kch.. The flight to Amsterdam will not be leaving for another two hours because of air traffic delays." 

I yelled into the air, "Fuck you bitch." I'm sure that many people were staring and the lady could hear me but whatever. 

I waited out the two hours in sheer torture because I found out that my laptop screen had broken when I fell. I was not having a good day.

We finally boarded the plane. I soon realized that I had ended up in a section with a large women's group. It was business class so I had plenty of room to catch some z's. But apparently these ladies wanted to start the party early and had hired several male strippers. They had music pumped and ladies screaming the whole way there. I didn't think I would be able to sleep. 

I reverted to my secondary plan. I looked around for ladies without bras with hard titties. There were many. I got a hard-on. The male stripper came up to me at this point and assumed I had a boner because of his performance, so he shook his wang in my face. I expected this to cancel out my hard-on but it made it stronger.

I walked up the aisle of awkward stares to the bathroom. I found out that that particular bathroom was for first class only. I went back to the other bathroom and had to wait in line for like 10 minutes (it seems longer when you're waiting to jack off. 

I finally made it and there was no one behind me. I got in and found out the lock didn't work. I thought eh whatever. I started stroking away when the male stripper walks in to do the same thing. He says don't worry I won't look but feel free to look at me. He took the sink while I was sitting on the toilet. I wasn't gay but he invited me to watch him besides it was only this once. 

Watching the melodic strokes up and down his penis made me hornier. I liked to watch as his foreskin came up over his head and covered it and then retracted and let his juicy red head pop out. I knew he said he wouldn't watch me but I'm pretty sure he was out of the corner of his eye or in the mirror. I could see myself in the mirror. I synchronized my strokes with his. As he went up and down faster so did I. As he went slower so did I. 

This bizarre act came to a conclusion when we both cummed almost simultaneously. I shot all over his leg and he kind of drizzled out. He seemed not to care he wiped my cum off his leg and said, "eh.. happens to me all the time. He pulled up his g string and left.

Had I had my first gay experience? Was I now a fag? I drowned my mind with pictures of breasts and naked women as to soothe myself but this did not work. The only image I could come up with was that man shaking his dick in my face. I flushed the toilet and listened to the gurgling before going back out to my seat.

I went back to my seat and went to sleep. 

June 7th (I think)

I was awoken to the stewardess shaking me and saying, "Sir, please wake up."

I responded, "Are we there yet?" 

She said, "Yes of course."

I grabbed my things. I went through the airport. They had random naked male and female statues and I found myself staring at the male ones. I didn't think about it. 

I got to my hotel at 6pm their time. I ate some food. It was not particularly good. I went to bed at 9pm and woke up around 7.

June 8th

I hopped out of bed and was ready for a day of relaxation. I went to one of the local cafes and ate some food. I bought a few joints and smoked them. When I was high I really wanted a good woman with a tight ass. I asked for the best ass in town. 

They said to go to Butterflies and Roses. It sounded like a good place to go. I went down to the red light district and went to the Butterflies and Roses. I saw a strip show in the window and watched for a minute. I went in. 

I got inside the store. I was higher than I thought. I thought I was a Butterflies and Roses but I was at some other random place. I thought I asked for an ass job but apparently when I said ass I said hand. Lots of bad crap happens when you're high.

The Chinese woman said, "Did you say penile massage?"

I could only respond with a yes because I had forgotten what I had asked for. I paid my dues and went into a room. A hot girl came out who was dressed like a bunny. She began to undress and revealed her breasts. 

She ripped off my pants and boxers and began to massage my private areas. Although this did feel good, I could not think about her. All I could think about was that man on the plane. The image of his stiff nipples as he jacked off made my mind go wild. 

She did an amazing job on my dick though. When she started I was semi-hard and she brought me up to full hardness just by taking off my pants. She then grabbed my average length penis by the head and stretched it as far as she could and let it rebound against my body. 

She spit on my dick. She then proceeded to massage the head of it rapidly. The glistening spit that dripped off my cock only reminded me of that man on the plane and his cum drizzling out into the airplane sink. 

When she finally got me to finish the fluid just drizzled out. Usually, for me, it shoots at least to the top of my stomach but it just drizzled enough to cover my dick. She gave me some tissues to clean it up and I left. 

I went to bed that night very confused. I still was asking myself the question, "Was I gay?" Then I started to ask, "Was being gay so bad?" I fell asleep and slept hard.

June 9th

Today was the day. Today I was going to Butterflies and Roses. I knew that some good ass from a hot girl would convince me that I was not gay.

I walked down there with an erection making my pants into a tent. I didn't care I was going to not be gay anymore. A few people gave me some weird looks. A few guys and girls gave me a little thumbs-up or call me. I knew that sporting an erection would make me not embarrassed but more confident.

I found the store. I went in. There were quite a few people in there for this early in the day. It was only 4:00pm. It took forever. In retrospect it was only about 5 or 6 minutes but this boner made me think it took forever. The décor of the place was quite nice. All the furnishings were off-white and the floor was black. The walls were decorated with large pornographic pictures of both men and women done it black and white. These pictures seemed to float off the wall and had a glowing light behind them. 

These pictures, mostly the male ones, made me even harder. My throbber was ready to beat some ass hard. I walked up to the counter and said, "I heard you have the best ass in town."

The man responded, "Of course we do sir."

I said, "How much?"

He said, "50 dollars an hour."

I said, "1 and a half hours."

He collected my money. He had to give me change. I walked into the room where I was supposed to go, and there was a bed covered in rose petals and the room had rose-themed wallpaper. This seemed relaxing enough. 

I laid myself down on the bed. A woman came in and took all my clothes off. She said that the person who was going to be doing me was getting warmed up and would be here in a second. She also handed me a small bottle of KY warming.

She said, "Have fun you two."

I didn't say anything in response. I closed my eyes for a minute and tried to imagine how hot this girl was going to be. All I could see were pictures of naked men. I said what the hell and just got myself harder.

When the giver came into the room, she poured KY onto my penis and rubbed it into my belly. She gave my penis a good licking down. As soon as I felt her tight ass squeeze onto my average sized penis, I looked up. 

I saw that this was no woman at all. It was a man giving me ass. Before I could say anything to stop him, sheer ecstasy reached my sexual organ, as his tight ass squeezed around my thin erect penis. 

I figured what the hell, might as well get my money's worth.

This felt like jamming my thin love stick into the tightest hole possible. What sheer joy! I watched as his body moved slowly and then more rapidly up and down mine. He was sitting on top of me going up and down. As I watched his thick shaft and balls were vibrating up and down. This made it even more enjoyable.

We turned around and did it doggy style. I cannot explain the ecstasy that I got from my loose ball sack jamming against his recently shaved area. I could feel the muscles in his love hole pulsating as I went in and out. I butt fucked him as hard as I could. 

I began to tire of this position so I lay down again and had him ride me. I felt my head being rotated around in the deep crevice of his butt. 

The keeper knocked on the door, "5 minutes left."

I said to myself, "Only 5 minutes."

I asked the man if I was allowed to cum in his ass. He said of course. I pulled out for a second to put a little more lube on. 

I began to move my hips as rapidly as they could and with much force. My heart beat started to pick up. I started to breathe in deep shallow breaths and... A scream of pleasure was let out. 

I could feel my fluids rushing up his ass and pouring back down onto my balls. He pulled his ass off of me and handed me a towel of the finest linen to clean up with. 

I redressed myself from the pile of clothes on the floor and gave him a big tip. I knew now fully my true calling. I was gay. This was such a liberating feeling that I strolled through the streets with sheer bliss and failed to notice that my zipper was not zipped until some lady was bold enough to tell me.

I went to my hotel that night and knew what I wanted to do tomorrow. But tomorrow is another day. 



Vacation



I hope this story is written in a smooth way. I'm not a writer, even though I love to write. I would appreciate constructive criticism and comments



One of my co-workers told me he was very happy with his Filipino wife, and if I was interested, he could set me up with his wife's sister. It took me about 6 months to think about it. I decided to give it a try. After about 1 year of e-mailing and writing and talking on the phone, I thought she might be the one I wanted to marry. Before I made that decision, I went over there to actually see her and spend some time with her. While I was there, I was introduced to her family and friends. She sure has a lot of relatives. One of her co-workers, Jenny was extremely cute and we got along real well. I got along with my wife's relatives also.

After doing some research I decided it was best to bring my fiancé over here on a fiancé visa and getting married here. Everything went well and now she is a legal US citizen.

A couple years ago, we went back to the Philippines for a vacation. We were planning on going to a resort beach for a few days with her relatives and a couple of her co-workers. The day before we were planning to leave, the situation changed because of an illness. The only one who didn't change her mind was Jenny. Jenny was a very shy girl. She usually would not speak unless she was asked a direct question. She is about 1 inch shorter than my wife, standing at 5 foot 1 inch with shoulder length jet-black hair. She had a smile that would brighten a room. I felt very comfortable with her, even though we didn't spend a lot of time together. My wife Mandy is 33 years old and Jenny is 32 years old.

After about a 4-hour car ride, and a short boat ride, we got to the island. The hotel we were planning to stay at only had 1 room available, and that had a queen size bed. Instead of suggesting we try someplace else, Mandy booked the room. 

We went to the beach for a couple hours while the sun was still out. Jenny looked fantastic in her 1 piece bathing suit. And so did Mandy. Before dinner we walked around the island a little bit looking at the stuff for sale. Jenny really liked a jade necklace in one of the shops and commented it would look good with most of her clothes. 

Mandy told me that she never saw Jenny in such a good mood and so talkative. She would laugh and joke when she was with me. We would walk and laugh and joke around. It was like we were friends for a long time, not like this is the second time together. 

At dinner we talked for a while and I learned Jenny got married, but was unhappy. Her husband is a sailor in the Merchant Marines and was gone about 9 months of the year. Jobs are hard to find, and he was luckily to have a job. She also suspected that he was having an affair. This came from a shipmate. She was really hurt and saddened. I told her he was a fool, since she was so cute and such a funny girl. As we talked and drank some wine, she also told us that she has only had a few orgasms in her life. Her husband told her that a wife's job was to please her husband, and not his job to please his wife. Mandy told her that almost every time we have sex, she has an orgasm, and a lot of the time multiple ones. Jenny told her she was very lucky to have such a considerate husband, and then gave me a kiss on the cheek. That made me blush. She told me she wished I could teach her husband how to please her. We all laughed, and they had a short conversation in their native language, which I didn't understand. They were giggling a little bit.

When we got back to the room, I was expecting to be told that I was going to sleep on the outside, then Mandy, then Jenny. Instead, Mandy told me that she wanted a massage. This was almost always a pre-requisite to sex. I was told to take a shower first, and then she would, then Jen. I complied. Mandy laid across the bed on her stomach, and I started to gently massage her. She was naked except for a towel covering her butt.. Jenny was sitting on the bed watching. She looked so beautiful. I could feel Mandy's tension going away as I massaged her. After a couple more minutes, I asked Jenny to help, which she reluctantly did. I felt the tension come back, and then go away. I was massaging her legs, thighs and butt, and Jenny was massaging her back. I could feel the wetness between Mandy legs. 

I told Mandy to turn over. Jenny got a blindfold, which she made out of a silk scarf. She said this would make it more exciting. After she blindfolded Mandy, I explained to Jenny how almost all guys like the pubic hair trimmed. It's a real big turn on. I told her that it was a big turn on to have the hair all trimmed except for a small patch above the lips. I showed her the sides where Mandy trimmed hers. Her pussy lips were already glistening and swelled up. Jenny was anxious to get started. I was kissing and massaging Mandy's breasts and working my way south. When I started licking her pussy, she was already arching her back. I was licking it and Jenny was massaging her breasts. I didn't want to make her cum too fast, so I came up and started licking her breasts. Jenny gave me a big wet kiss. I'm sure she could taste Mandy's' juices. 

Since Mandy was still blindfolded, I motioned for Jenny to come down to the foot of the bed. I licked Mandy's some more, then I put my finger in her wet pussy. It slid in real easy, since she was so wet. I grabbed Jenny's hand and got her to put her finger in. Mandy kind of froze up, and then relaxed again. I motioned for Jenny to watch then started licking her pussy again. I didn't want to torture Mandy, so I kept licking until she had several orgasms. I could see Jennys face in amazement. Then Mandy grabbed my dick and told me she had to have me. I dropped my underwear and put my dick in her. As soon as I did, she started to orgasm again. I started pumping and more orgasms. I came soon afterwards. 

Jenny untied the blindfold and told us that she enjoyed the show and she wanted a massage just like that the next night. Mandy just smiled. I told them I wanted to sleep in the middle between 2 beautiful women. I snuggled up to Jenny and felt her breasts and put my hand between her legs a couple times. She felt good. We were all tired from traveling and the wine and were soon asleep.

The next day was spent at the beach, shopping and generally relaxing. I think we were all looking forward to the night. After dinner we brought some wine back to the room. 

Jenny was ready for her massage. After her shower, she was lying across the bed on her stomach with a towel across her butt. Mandy put the blindfold on her. I started massaging her back. Her skin was real smooth, so I didn't use a lot of baby powder. I moved to her legs, and massaged each one, occasionally going up to her inner thigh. Each time I went there, she would arch her back and spread her legs a little more. 

Mandy started massaging Jennys back and neck. I kept massaging her legs and thighs. Mandy motioned for me to switch places with her. Jenny was still blindfolded, so she didn't know Mandy was massaging her lower half, and I was on the upper half. Mandy was wetting her finger with her saliva and touching Jennys pussy lips. Each time she did, Jenny would moan a little and arch her back. After a couple more minutes, we asked her to roll over.

The towel was still covering Jennys pussy. Jenny had beautiful breasts. They were not too big and perfectly shaped. I was massaging her upper half, so I decided to start on the breasts. About a minute or two went by, I started kissing her neck and teasing her breasts. When I licked her nipples, they became instantly hard. Mandy then motioned for me to change places with her again. She sat at the end of the bed to watch the show.

I began with her legs and calf, and then moved my way up to her inner thigh. I could feel the wetness on her pussy. I figure it was time to remove the towel. This revealed a closely shaved pussy. The only hair was at the very top. This was an instant turn-on. She looked extremely sexy. I admired it for a moment, then gave her a big kiss on the lips, moved to her breasts, then moved to her shaved pussy. Mandy came over to look at it also. I told her she should do that. She just laughed and said "Good Luck." Mandy will trim it, but not shave it.

Licking it felt great. It was smooth and moist and was beginning to open up. After a while, I tried to put my finger in her. Unfortunately, it was still kind of dry inside. I got up to get the personal lube that we brought. After I lubed up my finger a little bit, it went in easily. This caused a little orgasm. I kept going and more orgasms came. I was looking for the "G-Spot" when all of a sudden, she arched her back and let out several low guttural moans and became real wet. I guess I found it. This lasted about a minute. After that, she laid still for a couple minutes catching her breath. I wanted to fuck her so much, but Mandy told me I could do almost everything but that.

Mandy pushed me on the bed and proceeded to give me a blowjob. Jenny was lying on her side watching. Mandy knew I wouldn't last long since I was so excited. She stopped and climbed on top. She was wet also. Jenny came over and started French kissing me. It didn't take long before I had my orgasm. After a little while, we all snuggled up and went to sleep.

After breakfast the next day, the girls decided to go shopping again. They asked me if I wanted to tag along. I decided since we went to the beach, I wanted to at least get some sun. Besides, I think they wanted to go by themselves anyway. I told Mandy to buy something special for Jenny. Maybe that jade necklace she saw on the first shopping trip, but was too shy to get. And also to get something special for herself. We decided to meet back at the room later in the afternoon, and then go to dinner. Since this was our last night, we went to a really nice restaurant. 

Both girls got dressed up in the new dresses they bought at one of the shops. I was really impressed on how good they looked. The necklace really looked good on Jenny. They got stares quite often. The food and the conversation was fantastic. Mandy told me that Jenny wanted to learn two more things, then we each could have a choice of what we wanted, as long as no one else objected. That sounded good to me and I had no problem not being consulted on this decision. Besides, I could see a twinkle in each of their eyes. I was looking forward to what the evening would bring. 

Back in the room I learned one of the things that Jenny wanted to know about was the 69 position. She heard about it, but never knew what it was. I suggested we put names in a hat and draw 2 names out for a demonstration. It was decided earlier that Mandy and I would demonstrate it. I guess I could go along with it. After we all took our long showers, we demonstrated the position. Jenny kept going from end to end to make sure she saw it from all angles. After about 10 minutes we stopped and rested. I didn't want to go too fast since the night was still young.  

Now it was my turn to choose. I really didn't want to hurt Mandy's feelings, but I figured she would understand. I said that I wanted to give Jenny multiple orgasms. Jenny was happy and Mandy jokingly said she expected me to choose that. I told her that she could help if she wanted. She gave me a sly smile. 

Jenny laid down on her stomach and I started rubbing her shoulders and neck. I was straddling her back and my dick was on her butt. I massaged her neck, kissing it gently and moved my way down. Her tension was going away, slowly. I massaged her back and legs, and gently touched her butt. This gave her goose bumps. Her legs were spread slightly, and when I massaged her inner thighs, I could feel the dampness between her legs. I put some more baby powder on her butt and put my fingers between her butt cheeks. These made her flinch a little bit, then relax again.

I straddled her back and faced her feet, then started kissing her butt. I spread her butt cheeks and started licking her pussy. She arched her back and gave me better access. After a little while, I told her to roll over. I started at her neck and worked my way down to her breasts. The nipples already were hard. I licked them a while and started kissing her stomach and thighs. Again, I commented and admired how much of a turn on it was when she shaves her pubic hair like that. I started licking her pussy, feeling the smooth skin. She was wet on the outside, but when I tried to put my finger in her, she was dry. I'm glad we brought along the lubricant.

Jenny arched her back when I put my finger in her pussy. I started looking for her "G" spot again. It didn't take long for her to have her first orgasm. She was moaning softly and arching her back. I kept going for what seemed like an hour. In reality it was probably two minutes. I asked Mandy if she wanted to help. She told me that since I was doing such a good job, I might as well keep going. She had her second orgasm soon after the first one.

Since Mandy told me to, I kept going. I gave Jenny a deep kiss and laid down next to her and started kissing her breasts. I got some lube on my finger and inserted it into her pussy again. I kept pumping her with my finger while kissing her breasts. I wanted to give her another orgasm that way. Since she didn't have one, I moved my head between her legs. After licking her clitoris for a little while, she started arching her back and letting out some uncontrollable moans. I didn't stop. This time her orgasm was more powerful than the first two. She kind of collapsed on the bed when it was over. After a couple minutes she got on top of me and gave me a big kiss and rubbed her pussy on my dick. I though she was going to fuck me, but it didn't happen.

The next one to pick was Jenny. She said she wanted to see Mandy have multiple orgasms. I didn't want to see her neglected either. Jenny was sitting naked on the chair at the side of the bed. It started out the same way with Mandy getting a back massage. 

She rolled over shortly and I started on the front. I gave her a long French kiss and whispered I love you in her ear. I kissed her breasts for a while, and then started licking her pussy. She was already wet. I put my dick in her and pumped her a couple times. She was moaning lightly. I pulled out and started licking her pussy again. She had her first orgasm. 

Her second orgasm usually requires more time. This doesn't bother me since I want the pleasure to last as long as possible. I was licking her pussy some more when Jenny came over for a better view. Mandy got up on her elbows to see what was going on. When I paused, she put her finger in Mandy's's pussy. I moved out of the way and Jenny started licking her pussy. It didn't take long for Mandy to have her second orgasm. She let out a series of moans that I have never heard before or after. She collapsed on the bed and said "no more." Jenny said only a woman can completely satisfy another woman. I guess she's right. I asker her to teach me. She just gave me a sexy smile. 

The next one to pick was Mandy. Jenny and Mandy started speaking in the native language and started giggling. I wondered what they were saying, but I figured they were going to give me something special. Mandy told me the second thing Jenny wanted to learn was how to give a better blowjob. I said that she had the best teacher and they both laughed.

They told me I was just saying that to make her feel good. I assured them I was serious. 

They had me lay on the bed with my legs dangling off the mattress and a pillow under my hips.

I don't have the biggest dick around. Nor do I have the smallest. I consider myself just average. Mandy started by licking my shaft and moving to my balls. I heard her explaining not to use her teeth and to be gentle because the area is sensitive. She sucked each of my balls in her mouth and licked each of them. She also told Jenny that the skin between the anus and the testicles was an erogenous zone. Also, she said to play around and do different things. That would let her find out what felt good and what he liked. She licked my head and deep throated me. Jenny was at the side of the bed. I started rubbing her tits. She got the blindfold out and blindfolded me.

The blowjob stopped for a couple minutes. I was wondering what was going on. Then it started again. It felt good. I got a big French kiss and then a breast in my mouth. I started sucking it, then proceeded to the other one. I was in heaven. I usually don't come with a blowjob, but this felt so good that I couldn't stop it. Also, I was thinking the blowjob felt different. It was allot wetter and there was more sucking than licking. Since I couldn't see because of the blindfold, I assumed that Jenny was giving me the blowjob. 

I started moaning, and then I came. 

They cleaned me up with a washcloth while I rested. I was still blindfolded, and in a little while I felt a lubricated finger around my butt. I guessed it was Jenny because this is something Mandy has never done before. The finger went around the rim and then in the hole a little bit. My dick started to respond. After it got hard, the blowjob started again. I couldn't tell who it was since I was concentrating on the sensation. I lasted a lot longer this time. When I started to come, I started to buck my hips. It felt so good. The blowjob stopped and a hand was stroking the shaft. Neither of them likes to swallow. I came again and was exhausted. They took the blindfold off and each gave me a big kiss. Mandy went to the bathroom and got a washcloth to clean me up. We decided to get some sleep because we had to catch the boat to go home early the next morning. I think I was the first one to get to sleep.

Early in the morning one of the girls got up to go to the bathroom. That usually doesn't wake me up, but I guess because it was a different environment and I knew I had to get up early I woke up. It was dark in the room and I could barely make out a figure beside me. She was naked and pulled of the sheet and started licking and rubbing my dick. It took a minute, but it responded. Then I felt some lube on it and she climbed on. I was lying on my back and she was on top. I couldn't tell who it was since both of them are about the same size and shape. Her hips were going up and down in a rhythmic motion. In a few minutes she let out a low moan and stopped. I never came, probably because I was still recovering from the previous evening. She climbed off and went to the bathroom.  When the bathroom door opened, all I could see was her butt. I still couldn't tell who it was. I'm afraid of asking Mandy if it was her in case it wasn't. I asked Jenny a second time and her response was "who do you think it was?"

We packed up and went to breakfast. We were all disappointed that we had to go back. I told Jenny that I think one of the possible reasons that she didn't have many orgasms was that she didn't have a lot of natural lubricant. She was a very beautiful and sensual person. We gave her the bottle of lubricant we brought. I'm not sure if they have it in the stores over there. We also promised each other that we would never tell anybody else what happened. 

Of course, the boat that took us back to the main island was delayed a few hours. We decided to do some last minute shopping. I saw Jenny admiring a dress in one of the shops. After they left the store, I stayed behind and bought it as a surprise for her. With the exchange rate at 50 to 1, it wasn't very expensive for me. They saw me about 15 minutes later and asked what was in the bag. I told them it was a remembrance for Jenny from me. She told me I shouldn't have, but was very happy. Of course Mandy was jealous and wanted something also. She bought a dress also. Jenny made out real good. Besides an all expense paid vacation, she ended up with several dresses, a necklace, earrings, several T-shirts and gifts for her family. Mandy ended up with several dresses, jewelry and other stuff. I got some new sandals and memories I will never forget.



Vacation



The sun shone on my body, warming me and bringing thoughts of sensuality and intimacy. I was drifting into a warm cocoon which engulfed me, caressing me and giving me a feeling of comfort, warmth, and overwhelming desires to be balls deep within the woman I love. My mind took me to a place where my wife raked her breasts and stiffened nipples over my body. She would start at my forehead with her breasts, slowly dragging them across my eyes, and over my lips. I reached for them with all my might so I may feel her firm nipples in my mouth. She did not stop, only to tease my own nipples with hers, kissing my neck as she lowered her body down, sliding her body along my engorged cock, leaving sensations of near explosion with each movement. She ran me between her breasts, titty fucking me until I was ready to cum, covering my body, just not yet. Then she lowered her red lips to take me in and circle her tongue around my very sensitive head. She also licked my balls with a ferver, I heard laughter. Many women. Laughing at this very intimate moment. I turned my head toward the noise and opened my eyes. That is when it hit me.

I had fallen asleep in the hammock on the boat. It was stretched between the two masts. I rocked with each movement on the boat which was in the middle of the Caribbean, just south of the Florida Keys. It was a nude private cruise, and the women laughing were my wife, and the four other women on the boat. They were sitting near where I was taking my nap, and having the afore mentioned erotic dream. 

"Well, looks like the center Mast has been raised" chuckled Marie much to the delight of the other women. 

Realizing where I was, I looked down to notice I was not only naked and fully exposed, but painfully erect and a thick trail of pre-cum trailing from my dick head to my stomach. As I realized the horror of my embarrassment, the women laughed harder. It was too late to cover myself, so I raised up my arms to stretch and wipe the sleep out of my eyes.

"That looks sooo nice, yet painful. Were you having sweet dreams Les?" laughed Maureen as I leaned over in the hammock. 

My wife, Cindy, and I were on vacation. We booked a cruise on a private boat which boasted Clothing Optional cruises for the day. We signed up to split the boat if anyone was interested, and got paired up with two other couples. Our party consisted of Jenny and Mark, Tinker and Toots (yes, that is what they went by), our captain Randy, his first "mate" Maureen and his girlfriend Marie. 

"Where is everyone? I got lost in a good dream there" I yawned trying to regroup myself and save some of my dignity.

Cindy piped up, "Mark and Tinker went snorkeling, and Randy went diving for a mid day snack."

Mark is married to Jenny. Jenny is a lithe Asian woman. She had long legs, a long slender belly, breasts which defy gravity and small nipples with no appreciable areola, long dark straight hair, and a smile which made any man want to hug her. Mark is a six foot two black man. He was bald, and trained for triathalons. They were both in their mid thirties.

Tinker and Toots are an older couple, late sixties and retired. Neither had tan lines, and obviously enjoyed as much time nude as possible. Tinker was an inventor, loved his wine, and could not keep his hands off his wife. She was somewhat shorter than he, with long grey hair pulled back unceremoniously in a pony tail. She was short, slightly reubenesque, naturally beautiful, and was a good buffer for her husbands short affect. 

Randy was the boat owner and Captain. Maureen was the first mate. She proved she had the ability to manage the craft single handedly, and was apparently hired as crew for reasons more than her sailing skills. 

Marie is Randy's girlfriend. She showed up from below deck about an hour into our cruise. Both Maureen and Marie were stunning. Both with full, dark all over tans. Marie had to be in her mid twenties, and Maureen in her early forties. Randy was fit, clean shaved, several small tattoos. He had to be in his early thirties. "I am glad you woke up dear. We were just drawing straws to see who would wake you up and apply sun block to you. You can not let your dick get burned. I have plans for that later." Cindy said as I continued to gain my bearings. "Jenny was winning the draw as she wants to know what a shaved man feels like, thinking she would like Mark to try life as a smoothy. "

I was shocked by Cindy's comments. Jenny was placing down her wine glass and picking up the tube of sun block, approaching me with a silly grin. 

"Lay back down Les, we want to watch." Cackled Marie, followed by a roar of laughter by everyone else. 

"Don't worry, Mark is to far away to kill you, just lay back and enjoy" Cindy soothed. 

I was shocked. Jenny came around behind me as I laid back. I looked to Cindy who nodded it was OK. I was still hard as a rock, and more pre-cum had oozed out of my dick. Jenny timidly squirted sun block onto my shaft and balls. She began to slather my shaft and my pubic area, caressing me all over. She turned to Cindy and shared the sensations she felt in her hands. Listening to this woman I just met describe what she felt, watching the look on my wife's face, and knowing these women were watching me being masturbated in front of them, quickly sent me over the edge. Within minutes, I tensed up and shot my load. It shot up to my chin. 

"Well, that is one hell of a wake up call. Thanks for sharing hon." Cindy cheered as my spasms slowed to a stop. Jenny kept clutching my shaft as I finished and began to shrink. "OK, you ladies have my undivided attention. What is going on here?" I begged. 

At that moment, Randy came up over the edge of the boat, with two bags filled with shellfish, small lobster, and a three foot long fish on a spear. "Hope I did not miss anything" he called as he heaved himself and his cargo onto the deck. 

Randy stripped out of his BC vest and tank. He stood on deck, fully nude, admiring his catch. "Where are the other guys?"

"Les here, fell asleep. He was keeping us entertained. The other two are snorkeling. Right over there," Marie volunteered, pointing to the men off in the distance. Randy waved to them, and they noticed him waving the fish in the air. They began to return to our direction. 

We helped clean the fish, and shuck the seafood he gathered. As we finished prepping the fresh seafood, the others arrived, grinning from ear to ear.

"Wow, this sure is a spectacular place to snorkel Randy!" Tinker exclaimed as he reached down to help Mark offload his gear. "And it looks like lunch is as fresh as it gets". We all aided in prepping our mid day snack of sushi. Jenny knew how to cut it and bring out all the flavors the seafood naturally held. Maureen kept teasing me in front of everyone, offering me all the oysters so I may regain my strength. The guys did not know what she meant until Randy finally asked her why she kept bugging me about oysters. 

Maureen explained what Jenny had done. Mark was becoming visibly excited as he listened to Jenny's exploits. Jenny blushed knowing she had taken pleasure in pleasing me. 

Toots surprised us all when she exclaimed "Ladies, we have four handsome and naked men before us. We know Les has no issues with erections. And we thank you kind sir for sharing." Everyone laughed as they looked my way. "I suggest we all do what we can to keep all these fine male specimens up for the next hour. Any objections, ladies?"

"Wait, don't us guys have a say in this?" interrupted Mark.

"Oh no you don't big guy. You are not backing out on us!" Jenny protested. "Besides, I have plans for you baldy"

"Besides Mark, I will be glad to lend you a helping hand if you need." Toots interjected. "That seems fair. Since I shared Les with you, it is the job of us Ladies to keep the men up, any man at any time." Cindy added. "Now, no fucking because we do not want anyone to blow their load too soon. Agreed?"

"But what if someone see us?" protested Tinker. Toots looked all around the boat, and saw no other boats. "I don't know who will complain."

The girls high fived and huddled up. As they broke, Maureen announced "As First Mate of this charter, I nominate Mark to be the first one. Jenny swayed her hips as she sauntered up to Mark, trapping him up against the mast. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply. The rest of us guys started to get hard watching the passion these two were sharing. They groped and kissed for several minutes until Tinker spoke up. "Dang you two, I may not make it the full hour if you keep that up!" Jenny stepped back, looking down at her handiwork. "OK ladies, I think it is time our smooth headed guy here, become a full smoothy like Les." She grabbed his very swollen cock and held on. 

Marie approached with a can of shaving cream and a razor. "Do you want to do it, or shall I show you?" Marie asked Jenny as she sprayed cream into her hand.

Jenny watched Marie shave Marks entire area, paying special attention to his balls and shaft. Turning to Cindy, Jenny asked "Care to tell me if he is smooth enough?"

Cindy jumped up, rubbing Marks still painfully hard cock between her breasts, down her stomach, and pressed it hard against her pelvis. She then turned quickly, nestling his cock between her ass cheeks, moving up and down. We all stood, eyes fixed on Marks cock as it went up and down, appearing and disappearing between Cindies ass cheeks, up into the air, then down out of sight, only to return again to the sun. 

Mark got a panic look on his face as Cindy ground back into him. He grabbed her hips and pulled her close, blanching her skin under his strong fingers. Mark threw his head back, and began to cum in buckets all over my wifes back and ass while she continued to grind into him. Cindy stood up, kissed Mark on the cheek and went over to Jenny to hug her. "Sorry girlfriend, he just felt so nice and smooth. Not to mention, I was still hot from watching you work over Les, I could not stop myself."

"Glad to repay the favor" Jenny said, pulling Cindy closer. 

Tinker was holding Toots by the waist, swaying back and forth watching everyone as he slowly massaged himself on his wifes' ass. Realizing this subtle movement, Maureen went over to the loving couple. "Toots, may I have the honor of finishing what you have started?"

"Well, no one has pleasured him other than me in over fourty years. Are you sure that is OK with you Captain?" blushed Toots.

"No problem here. I know Tinker will enjoy this moment and never forget it." Randy laughed.

Maureen knelt down, and began to take Tinker into her mouth. He must have been ready, because in less than a minute, he was holding Maureens head, gasping like a fish out of water. Maureen stood, kissed Tinker on the lips and hugged him.

"Well, that just leaves Randy." Piped up Marie. "And sorry everyone, but I must take him below deck because I want him to fuck me royally. Spread me wide, until I am ready for him to take me up the ass. If you want to watch, you may, but you sure as hell are not joining in on this one!" She turned, grabbing Randy by the cock and led him below deck. Rand shrugged as he was lead away.

We all looked at each other and laughed. In less than a minute, we could hear Marie wailing at the top of her lungs, grunting as each thrust apparently hit. The action sounded a bit much for all of us, so we opened another bottle of wine and sat down to keep visiting. Randy and Marie kept going, screaming, grunting and fucking for nearly an hour. Finally, Maureen went below deck to break them up. "They can not be this loud at the dock, so they are making up for lost time I guess."

The rest of our day is a story for another time. I hope you enjoyed our trip up to this point.



Vacation



It was an attractive Bauhaus-style house with a large garden to the rear. Alice looked at it closely as she drove into the drive with her lover, Quentin. They were staying with a friend of Alice's, a woman who in a way grew up with Alice. Still Alice was in her twenties and this woman Paulina was in her late thirties. Alice had visited the house the previous summer and she liked returning to it. Situated in the countryside but beside a large city, it gave her a new vigour and as an interior designer, the atmosphere gave her ideas. Paulina in a way was more a sister to her. She had a daughter who was living with her presently, a girl of nineteen years of age who was going to attend college in the city...

Paulina greeted them warmly at the door. She introduced her to her lover Edward who stood in the hallway. He seemed a quiet shy man. He had to go to a meeting in the city but he was coming back in the evening. Paulina mentioned then that she and Edward were going out that evening for dinner with friends. Paulina brought them into a spacious salon at the back of the house. A conservatory just led from one side of the room. Then she mentioned to Alice about the bedroom and as Quentin sat downstairs, she showed Alice the bedroom for her and her lover. When they returned to the salon, Jana was with them. Dressed in a short peignoir, she tried to smile and her mother introduced her to Quentin. She said softly that she had been bathing. She was going out that evening to a party. She sat opposite Quentin and pulled her short peignoir around her. Quentin could sense her full womanly nude body beneath the peignoir and she looked over at him. Her peignoir was almost hitching above her thighs but she sat still and confidently perhaps aware of her beauty and charm.

Then the mother said:

'You're going out to-night to the party, Jana, they can join you if they like, can't they.

,Jana?' 

Paulina then looked across at Alice who was sitting on the sofa with Quentin. She continued:

'It's a private party, someone's birthday and they have rented some rooms in a nightclub..'

Then Jana said:

'Of course they can come..I'd like that..' 

The girl's peignoir was light and it lifted to her thighs as she sat opposite him. Alice was aware too of the girls' nude beauty but she didn't mind. She knew her lover Quentin was gazing at the girl. Perhaps he was aroused now by the girl's soft innocence and voluptuousness. Alice addressed Jana opposite. She glanced at her shoulder length blonde hair. 

'You have beautiful soft hair, Jana...you have a lover Jana, with your beauty and body, I'm sure you have a lover...' 

Jana smiled:

'I don't have a lover at the moment...' and she continued to smile shyly. 

Paulina said:

'She had a lover and broke off with him about a month ago..'

Alice said almost cheerfully:

'Well she'll get another lover soon, I'm sure..'

Then the mother,Paulina, rose and said:

'Well I have to prepare the lunch....I hope you enjoy yourselves..' she addressed Quentin:

'Alice has been here before..but I hope you enjoy your stay...Jana will bring you to the party...'

The three were quiet when Paulina left the room. Alice rose and walked to the mantle. 

She seemed to be almost studying the interior of the room. Quentin looked at the girl opposite. The girl didn't seem to mind the silence. She crossed her legs and then pulled the peignoir against her. Alice looked back:

'Your mother has such a great taste for beauty..'

'Yes she does..'

The girl tried to raise herself and sat up and her peignoir opened. She glanced quickly at Quentin and she knew he was aroused by her full womanly breasts. Alice turned and saw the girl drawing the peignoir against her.

'I assume we have to dress up..I mean, is there special dress...'

Jana replied:

'It's evening wear for men..and the girls wear something..you know...something short...some of the girls will be topless...you know...'

'I see..' Alice said...'It's an erotic night...'

'Not really..maybe...just really sexy dress.. You know Alice..but men dress ..shirt ..jacket..trousers..'

They were quiet then as Alice said:

'I think I'll help Paulina in the kitchen..' and she walked across the room and went outside. 

When Alice had left, Jana looked coyly across at Quentin and then the girl came over and sat by him on the sofa. She wanted to be friendly and she noticed his shyness. She felt she was arousing him with her near nudity and wanted him to put him at ease.

'How long have you been with Alice..', she asked as she sat beside him. Her peignoir hitched up to her thigh. He looked around at her and was conscious of her body next to him.

'Three months..', he answered. Then there was a silence but it was a silence that he was beginning to be comfortable with. Then he said softly:

'You're very beautiful ..' 

She turned to him and she said almost innocently:

'I'm sorry for arousing you.' He didn't know what to say. Then she said:

'Do I arouse you?' 

'Yes..' he said. 

She said then:

'I don't think Alice minds...' and she put her hand on his thigh. He felt confused and he said:

'Of course you arouse me..'. he looked at her and she let her peignoir open and he looked down at her breasts. 

'You don't mind..do you...I mean...Alice doesn't mind...I know...'

He looked up at her face and then without thinking reached out to touch her hair. She looked closely at him and said: 

'Maybe we can make love if Alice allows it..' 

She didn't mind his silence. She knew he was surprised perhaps but she wanted to please him and put him at ease. 

She said then:

'Lunch will be ready soon...and you'll come to the party to-night, won't you?' 

'Yes', he answered. 

Then she said:

'I'd better dress for lunch..' and she rose. She looked down at him as he asked:

'What are you wearing... I mean..for the party..?'

'Wait and see', she said coyly. 

She stood still and then she let open her peignoir which she had pulled against her. She saw him looking down at her pussy. She said:

'I know you want to see me nude..don't say anything..' 

Then after a while, she walked slowly to the door in her bare feet. 

They had a lunch then and Alice and Quentin walked in the garden. Jana said the party started early at nine and Alice went to her room to have a shower and choose something appropriate to wear for the party. She had seen the almost scandalous dress that Jana was wearing but she didn't mention it to Quentin. She knew Quentin was aroused by the girl's nubile beauty. 

Alice and Jana were in the bedroom upstairs and Quentin went downstairs. He waited for the two girls in the salon. Jana had discreetly said that Alice should wear a short tight mini-dress and a suitable women's shirt. He knew that Jana would be dressing more sexily. He walked outside and then saw Jana coming down. She wore a wrap-around tiny scarf dress which just covered her buttocks and she had a kind of light silk shrug which she was using to cover her breasts which were almost completely uncovered. She wore a kind of layered necklace which reached down to her breasts. She smiled to Quentin as she walked downstairs in her high heels. 

Alice told Jana to sit in front with Quentin as he drove to the party and he felt her long naked legs beside him. When they arrived at the nightclub, he saw it was a Bauhaus-style building. Jana said then that it was a private party. The group had rented some rooms for a birthday party. Her friend's boyfriend was a soldier too who had a few days leave and there were thus some young soldiers there. Inside there was a bar and a few people talking. A girl nodded to Jana and Jana beckoned Quentin and Alice to sit in the corner. A young man came over and kissed Jana on the cheek and said 'Thanks for coming...' As Quentin sat, he knew some men were watching Jana. He knew her almost scandalous attire was arousing them but other girls were dressed in tight sensual attire. He saw then a young man closely watching them. He was probably wondering which of the girls was Quentin's lover but Quentin wanted to touch and fondle Jana now. She sat beside him and he wanted to put his hand on her naked thighs. Then Jana seemed to read his thoughts as she took his right hand and placed it on her thigh. 

Alice sat almost looking at them. Then Quentin heard Alice say:

'Make love to Jana. I don't mind...' Quentin rose his head.

'Will you make love to me?' he heard Jana saying softly to him.

'Yes..' he said.

'Can I sleep with you two to-night..?' Jana said then.

'Of course..' Alice said. 

Then Jana untied her top which was just covering her breasts and she sat with her breasts uncovered.

'Can I..?' Quentin said.

Jana turned to Quentin and he fondled her breasts looking at her almost face to face. 

Alice said then:

'Will you get us something to drink..Quentin..?'

Quentin then rose and both Jana and Alice said they'd have white wine and Quentin had a kind of juice.

When he came back, Alice was saying to Jana:

'Look that man is looking at you..?'

Quentin sat down. Jana was sitting with her breasts uncovered. Another girl was almost nude in the other corner, her dress pulled down by her lover. 

'Why wouldn't he look at Jana...she's beautiful..her body..' Quentin said.

'Thank-you Quentin,' Jana said, 'You don't mind me going over to him..'

Alice said:

'Of course he doesn't, enjoy yourself, Jana..'

The man had walked to some friends in the corner. Then they sat silently again and Jana said softly to Quentin who was sitting beside her.

'Can I sit on you..?'

She rose then and sat on his lap. She untied then her wrap-around skirt and pulled it down. Quentin put his hands on her naked pussy and she sighed suddenly. Then he looked across at Alice who was studying the room.

'Rub me..' Jana said..'You want me...'

Then she almost sighed and moaned as if making love. Then Quentin glanced up and saw the young man who had been watching Jana before come into view again. Quentin murmured, stroking then Jana's full breasts:

'you're so gorgeous..your body..'

'I need pleasure..' she said softly. Then she sighed suddenly and rose. She let her little dress drop and she bent down to pick it up quickly. Maybe she was conscious of her nudity as she stood tying it. Then the young man was beside her.

'Can I buy you a drink...I'm sorry... are you with someone..' he said looking quickly at Quentin. 

'No..' Jana said softly.

'Do you want to come over and join my group..' the man said. He didn't look at her naked breasts but there was a wide layered necklace covering her chest area. Alice said:

'Go, enjoy yourself, Jana, we don't mind...' 

Then Jana said:

'I'll join you..'

The man went away and looked back at her as he stood at the bar.

Jana then bent down and felt Quentin's thigh.

'I'm sorry, Quentin, will you be alright..'

He looked at her and Alice said:

'He'll be alright..go with that man..'

Then Jana took Quentin's hand and put it on her pussy. She held his hand there for a few seconds and then went away. 

Quentin watched the man and Jana talking at the bar. He began to fondle her naked breasts and she seemed to welcome it. Then she sat on a high stool as he stood beside her. He put his hand up her short dress and then he took her in his arms and off the stool. They walked then into the bathroom area. 

After a while, Quentin felt a compulsion to see that was happening. Maybe they were making love or she was pleasuring the man in some way. Maybe he didn't really mind but he just wanted to see and he rose and walked to the bathroom. It was a large spacious area and it was unisex but it seemed empty. He saw a couple talking in the corner and he stood at the entrance. It was a wide entrance and there was a carpeted floor. There was seating around the sides, seating upholstered in a rich velvet fabric. Then he heard a girl beginning to moan as if making love and he walked in and saw Jana astride the man on the seating. He was lying back nude and she was on top of him as she began to moan. The man was looking up at Jana's breasts as they swayed and she looked at him quickly but was concentrating on the act. The couple in the corner looked back and saw the nude girl on top of the man but they looked away as the girl began to moan and the man thrust into her trying to reach a climax. He left then as Jana turned and saw him and walked back to Alice. 

In a few minutes, Jana came out hugging her wrap scarf-dress to her. It was really just a scarf that she wrapped around her. He saw her naked pussy as she sat beside Quentin. She said to Quentin:

'Can I have your jacket..?'

He took off his jacket and she put it on, wrapping it around her. She was covering her pussy with her skirt and she rose then and wrapped the scarf dress around her.

She said then:

'He's a soldier on leave..he's going back to his barracks to-morrow..'

Then the young soldier came over.

'Are you alright?' he said addressing Jana.

'Yes', she said trying to smile.

'You are so beautiful..' he said, 'I'd like to meet again..but I'm going back to the barracks...'

'It's alright..' Jana said looking up at him.

He looked at her and said:

'I needed to have sex..maybe we'll meet again..come over and join my group...'

'Yes..' and he walked away.

Jana said then:

'I needed to have sex...but I want to make love to you...Quentin..not to-night..I'm tired...will we go soon...'

Alice and Quentin agreed. 

When they got back to the house, Jana came into the bedroom with them. She sat in the bed and took off the jacket and then her jewellery. She walked over to Quentin who was standing by the dresser looking at her and then she dropped her scarf skirt. She tried to smile and then got into the bed. Alice had put on a chemise and now Quentin was in underwear as he looked at Jana who was falling asleep. Alice allowed Quentin into the middle and he turned to the side. He heard Jana say 'Put your hands around me, take off your pants, I want to feel you..' He took off his underwear in the bed and then he felt her hand rubbing his penis. Then she turned to the side and said softly: 'Put your hands round me...' He heard Alice say:

'I don't mind, Quentin..' Then he turned and put his arms round Jana and they fell asleep. 

The following morning, Quentin woke and saw Alice and Jana looking down at him smiling affectionately. They were both in peignoirs and Jana said:

'Quentin, mama has made some breakfast.. Come down when you're ready..' and the two women left. When he came downstairs, the three women were sitting at the table. Paulina's lover had left for work. Quentin sat beside Jana who said softly to him as Alice and Paulina rose talked opposite them:

'I want to make love to you.. I wanted to last night but I needed a man last night. If you had taken me I wouldn't have resisted..'.

Then she said to Alice:

'I know a place where we can pick mushrooms...will we go in the afternoon..'

Then the mother said:

'I'm having some friends over to-night..' 

Then she looked at Quentin and addressed him: 

'Alice knows..she's been here visiting us for years...but we sometimes swap partners..lovers..there's no pressure...I just want to tell you..to-night..we might just talk..most times..we do...we play cards..but ..'

'Yes..' Quentin said.

'But Quentin wants to exchange me for Jana..' Alice said cheerfully.

'Only if you allow it...I want to make love to him..he does..maybe to-night.' Jana said softly and innocently. They were quiet then as the mother said addressing everyone:.

'Did you have a good night..' the mother asked.

'Yes, Mama, I met a soldier but he's gone, he's gone back to the barracks....' 

Then Jana said: 'We'll go mushroom picking..' 

Jana and Alice went upstairs to dress and Alice put on a summer dress and Jana put on a short chemise dress over her naked body. She didn't wear any panties and as they walked towards the woods, he was conscious of the girl's nudity beneath the dress. Jana showed them the place where mushrooms were growing and then they sat down. They rested for a while and Jana put her head on Quentin's thighs as Alice lay back too. It was approaching mid-afternoon when they went back again with a bag of mushrooms for lunch. Alice and Jana said they were going shopping after lunch.

'Harry and Frieda are coming at eight..you'll be here..won't you..' Paulina said to Alice and Jana and then she turned to Quentin:

'You won't be lonely, Quentin, will you mind being alone without the girls..' Jana looked back at him as she was about to leave the house with Alice to shop and smiled at him.

That evening, Quentin sat across from Paulina's lover. Another man was there, Harry and his partner Frieda. Paulina was in the kitchen getting some drinks and Jana and Alice were upstairs putting on their evening attire. Quentin sat with Harry and Frieda, a couple about the same age as Paulina. Then Paulina entered and asked Quentin. She said:

'Jana wants you upstairs to know what you want her to wear..'

He went upstairs to the bedroom. He seemed shy and Paulina came behind him.

Jana was in a peignoir and she held up a short tight dress and a baby doll dress. 

'I like them both..' Jana smiled.

'Which do you prefer..?'

'The tighter one..'

Then Paulina said:

'You know how to play bridge...Quentin.'

'Yes', Quentin said.

'Maybe you and Alice can play then against myself and Frieda perhaps..Jana can't play..'

Quentin went downstairs again and sat and talked with the men. Frieda joined Paulina in the kitchen. You felt the evening in the room and the Paulina's lover went outside to the garden with one of the men to talk. Then Jana came down in her short dress. As she sat across from him, the dress lifted above her thighs so you could see her bare pussy. Frieda was sitting in the room and the girl coyly sat forward and put her legs together. Then when Paulina entered with some light snacks, she suggested that they play bridge. Two of the men were outside in the garden talking so it was decided that Alice and Paulina should be partners against Frieda and Quentin.

Quentin saw Jana sitting on the sofa and her dress was hitched up to her thighs. She sat still and then rose and stood near Quentin:

'I can't play bridge..' she said softly and she put her hand on his shoulder. This seemed to remind Frieda of something as she said:

'Will we exchange lovers to-night, Paulina..or Jana dear...'

Jana said then:

'I want to be with Quentin..'

Then Frieda addressed Alice:

'Alice..' she said softly.

'I don't know, Frieda..I'm beginning to be tired..'

Then Jana left them and went to the sofa. As she sat her dress hitched above her buttocks so she sat with her bare buttocks on the sofa. She looked up at Quentin who was steadily looking at her. Alice was aware of this and when Harry came into the room, Alice said across to Frieda:

'Harry can play bridge can't he..I think Quentin wants to be with Jana..'

Frieda and Paulina looked back at the girl sitting with her naked buttocks on the sofa.

'Go to her..' Alice said softly,' Go to her, Quentin..'

Then Paulina turned back and echoed Alice's words:

'Go to her, Quentin, take her to you..'

Alice said to Jana:

'He wants you.. Come here..Jana..'

Jana rose but she didn't pull her tight dress down and she walked over to Quentin and took his hand and put it on her naked pussy. Quentin rose then and went with the girl to the sofa and Harry, Frieda's lover replaced him at the table. 

Then Quentin continued to rub Jana's pussy as she sat with her dress hitched up beside him. He looked at her in the face and then Jana pulled off her dress over her head. She rose then and took Quentin. She said:





Vacation



'Mama, we're going inside...'

They went then into the conservatory which led off the salon. You could hear some moans from Jana but maybe it was Quentin continuing to rub and fondle her naked body. Then the group in the salon heard the first moans of love-making as Jana began to sigh and groan softly. The group were silent and Paulina looked at Harry and said:

'Will you come into my bed, Harry..Frieda you are alright..'

'Yes, Paulina..', Frieda said and Harry looked across at Paulina and smiled.

They heard then Jana moaning louder and for approximately four minutes, you could hear the girl sighing and groaning. There was a final moan of near ecstasy and climax and the lovers were quiet. After a while, Quentin came out buttoning his shirt and with his trousers on. Then Jana came out behind him nude and went across the room to the sofa:

'Can I have your jacket, Quentin, to cover myself..'

Quentin gave it to her as Jana said:

'I think I'll make something to eat...do you want anything..I'm hungry..I know Quentin is...'

Then the girl walked out and Quentin followed her. When Paulina and Alice went out then to the kitchen, Jana was at the cooker heating some onions perhaps for an omelette. She was nude again and she turned to her mother and Alice:

'I'm just making an omelette..' 

Quentin was sitting at the table and then Alice said:

'I'll finish it for your Jana, we're taking a break from bridge...'

'Is Frieda with Ed..?' Alice said turning to Paulina.

'Maybe..'

Then Jana turned and said to Quentin:

'Come inside..' and they walked back to the salon. The salon was empty except for Harry who was looking into the garden. He turned and saw the naked girl walking with Quentin into the conservatory where he heard her beginning to moan. The moaning continued for a few minutes as Alice and Paulina brought in plates of the sliced omelette. Paulina called out:

'Jana, Quentin...' they were quiet and then they came out. There were drops of semen on the girl's face as she held the jacket to her. 

'Have you got tissue..Quentin..' then she walked across the room hugging the jacket to her as she went outside to the kitchen. She came back with her face washed and wearing the jacket as she sat down with the others.

Frieda came down dressed as before and Edward, Paulina' lover, beside her. Then Jana said to Quentin:

'Are you sleeping in my bed...or will we sleep with Alice..'

Alice said:

'You two can sleep with me..I don't mind..'

'Will we go to bed now...Quentin..' Jana said looking at Quentin and she rose. Quentin rose almost spontaneously and they left the room. When Alice went upstairs, the girl was sitting nude on Quentin who was nude also. Jana got off him and climbed into the bed as Alice said:

'I'm just getting a shower..'

Then Quentin sat into the bed and Jana lay her head on his chest.

When Quentin woke the following day, he wasn't sure if it was finished with Jana. Would Alice allow him to continue with her? 

He sat up as Jana lay by his side. Alice was already downstairs and Quentin said:

'Does Alice mind me being with you..?', he said softly to Jana.

'No..we can be together again...I want to be with you..' she said turning to him.

Alice entered the room.

'There's breakfast downstairs..' then she turned to address Jana who got out of bed and stood nude against the dresser.

'Come visit us in the city..Jana..'

Jana said:

'I'd like that..my clothes are in my room..I'll just get something...' She came back in a short denim skirt and prim blouse.

At breakfast, Paulina said:

'We're putting up a tub in the garden..'

Jana said looking coyly at Quentin across from her:

'I'll bathe there this afternoon...' 

Then she rose and said:

'I think I'll shower anyway..'

Quentin and Edward then got the artificial tub ready in the garden. Paulina sat with her lover Edward on the steps of the house as they looked into the garden and then the large bathing tub in front. It was still morning and Alice and Jana were walking in the countryside. When Jana came back, she went upstairs and put on a bikini to join her mother. Alice and Quentin sat nearby. Quentin didn't know if his relationship with Jana could continue after the night before but Alice said then:

'Join Jana in the tub..'

Jana was sitting in the tub and she had pulled her bikini top off her. She looked coyly at Quentin who remained still.

'Take your clothes off..' Paulina said..'We don't mind..'

'I don't have my swimming pants..'

Jana then said

'You don't need them..' She said these words seriously but suggestively too as he took off his shirt and then his socks. Then he removed his trousers as he walked to the tub. Jana sat up and when he got in beside her, he took off his pants quickly.

Jana then rose automatically and took off her bikini bottom so that they sat nude together.

'Be like lovers..be like true lovers..Adam and Eve,..You're like Adam and Eve..with your nudity..', Alice said.

'Do you mind if Quentin shaves me..my pussy..Alice..' Jana said across to Alice.

'No..'

Jana took a bottle of cream beside the tub and Alice saw her rubbing the cream in her private area as she bent down again and gave a small razor to Quentin who began to shave her. After a while, she took the razor gently from Quentin to do it herself but he continued to look at her.

Paulina now had removed her bikini top and her lover was fondling her full womanly breasts. Then you could see Jana cleaning out the cream and then putting her hand on Quentin's penis.

'Are you alright..?' Alice heard Jana say softly to Quentin.

Jana said then:

'Alice, can we go upstairs...'

Alice nodded as Jana and Quentin rose almost simultaneously. She was holding his penis as they walked into the house. They went upstairs and he sat on the bed almost automatically as she knelt on the soft carpet and began to fondle his penis. Then she tried to make a comfortable position for herself as she began to suck him. Quentin looked at the girl pleasuring him and sometimes she tried to smile at him. After a while they were aware of someone coming up the stairs and when Jana moved suddenly, she got some semen on her face. Then Alice entered and Jana almost shyly got up on the bed and sat there almost girlishly. 

'You are true lovers..aren't you..? ', Alice said as she smiled. She continued:

'You'll visit us when we go back..won't you..Jana.?'

'Of course..I'll miss you and Quentin..'

Then Alice came over to Jana and gave her a handkerchief as she pointed to her face. Jana took the tissue and slowly rubbed her face. 

Then Jana said:

'I think Quentin wants me in his bed to-night..'

Alice said:

'Do you want to sleep alone...'

'No..Alice can stay with us..'

'I don't want to disturb you..' Alice said.

'Maybe we'll make love later this afternoon..I want to give Quentin a massage...' Jana said then.

Quentin was standing now with a towel round him as Alice turned to Quentin and then looking at Jana:

'Will we go down to the others...'

After they ate, the four, Paulina, Quentin, Jana and Alice went into the conservatory. The afternoon was still in the air. The light was soft and the air was warm too. Jana sat still on Quentin's lap and she opened her gown. He began to fondle her naked breasts and then her pussy as she tried to cover herself. Maybe she was conscious the other two were in the room. Still she had mentioned at lunch that she would give Quentin a massage and she had eaten lunch in this dressing-gown.

Paulina rose and said 'Ill leave you...' Then Jana turned and said to Quentin as she got off his lap:

'I want to give you a massage...take off your trousers and short...' 

He sat up and unbuttoned his trousers and sat in his underwear. Jana smiled almost shyly. Alice looked across at them. She was conscious of the warm air in the conservatory and didn't want to leave. She felt tired too after the lunch. Maybe she'd go up to her bed and rest. She wasn't sure though whether Jana and Quentin were going up to the bedroom soon.

Then Jana let her gown open again to reveal her nude body as she rose and stood in front of Quentin and said:

'And your shirt...' 

Then she unbuttoned his shirt. Quentin sat looking at her as she hugged the gown to her. She went to a table in the corner where there was a bottle of baby oil. Then she returned and as she turned to face Quentin, she left her gown over again. Quentin had removed his shirt and placed it on the ground. Then he lay back and she sat on top of him. He seemed visibly aroused and Jana's face too seemed to flush as she sat with on top of him. She took off the gown quickly and put it on the floor and now sat naked on top of him..He still wore his underpants and she rubbed some babyoil on his chest. She felt him looking at her as she tried to concentrate on rubbing the oil into him but she felt his manhood being aroused. She said then:

'Rub oil on me..'

He took some oil from the bottle. First he rubbed her abdomen but then he tried to rise and rubbed her breasts. He rubbed them slowly and she seemed to sigh. Then Paulina came into the room:

'You want to go for a walk, Alice..' she said addressing Alice who had her eyes shut and seemed to be dreaming. 

'Yes, I might go...' 

'Tell me when you're ready..' Paulina answered as she went out. 

Quentin continued to rub oil into Jana's breasts. Then he moved suddenly and Jana rose and stood beside him. Alice looked at Jana's naked body standing beside Quentin and she heard Jana say:

'You're hard...take your pants off...' Jana said these words softly and innocently as Quentin then took his pants off and lay back naked. Jana then sat again on top of him. She looked across at Alice and seemed to blush. Maybe the girl wanted Quentin inside of her again, thrusting into her and making love. She guided his aroused penis into her and began to sigh and moan. 

'I'll leave...it's alright..' Alice said rising. 

Quentin didn't seem to be aware of Alice and he began to sigh looking at the naked form of Jana on top of him. Jana was now concentrating on the sexual act as she began to writhe on top of him. The girl began to moan and sigh more loudly and the two women in the other room heard the girl's moans. The women stood in the next room for a while getting ready to leave and again the girl's moans grew louder as she pushed against him. In the conservatory, Jana's breasts were against Quentin's chest as he trusted into her and finally she made an orgasmic moan and lay on top of him. 

When the two women came back from walking, Jana was sitting beside Quentin on the sofa in the salon.

Alice said looking at her and then at Quentin:

'You'll visit us in the city, won't you...'

'Of course..' Jana said innocently.

'Will you make love to me again..' Jana said softly then to Quentin.

'Yes.' he said.

'I'll miss here..I so like the countryside..' Alice said turning to Paulina.

'Come back soon..you still have a day left...'

'Of course..' Alice said standing at the mantle-piece looking round the room.



Vacation



"Rob, do you have a problem?"

He glanced at her and then back at the road. "Don't worry about it," he said shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

Erin glanced over her shoulder at the two sleeping boys in the back seat making certain they were still out. "I can help you with that," she offered in a husky voice as she slid across the space between them. Leaning in she reached between his legs and rubbed the hard-on she could see straining against his pants. "Mmm, impressive," she complimented him. "The road is very kind."

"Babe!" he hissed quietly. "Now is not the time."

She pouted and moved even closer so she could whisper in his ear. "But I'm horny, Rob," she complained in a silky voice. Her hand continued to rub him and despite his protest he lifted himself into her touch.

"Jesus, pregnancy makes you crazy, do you know that?" he gasped as she touched him in just the right way. "You are even worse this time around." He took a deep cleansing breath and pulled her hand away from him. "Now is not the time," he repeated.

Even in the dark he could see Erin had that look in her eye. The one that told him she was not going to give up. She touched her mouth to his neck and licked slowly up to his ear before gently biting his lobe. It was a move she knew from experience drove him absolutely crazy and as he automatically reacted she used his lack of focus to pull her hand from his. This time the stroke she gave him was so hard he gasped in pleasure. 

"I want to suck you off," she whispered quietly into his ear. 

Rob's eyes darted to the rearview mirror and he checked to make certain his sons were still sleeping. "Baby you know I want you to," he whispered back. He fought against it because, God help him, he did want it; he wanted it badly. "But it has to wait."

"I'm tired of waiting," she pouted. She altered her stroke to include a strong squeeze and he twitched eagerly in her hand. "Promise me, Rob. Promise me I don't have to wait much longer."

"I promise," he said although he wasn't sure it was the truth. "Please, Baby, not now." He needed her to stop, she had to stop because he was seconds away from relinquishing control over his body.

Erin trailed her hand slowly up his body before she pulled away from him. Settling back in her seat she slipped her hand into his and began to trace a slow path around his palm with one teasing finger.

Rob slowed for a red light and the change in movement brought some life to the back seat. "Are we there yet?" Matthew asked sitting up and looking out the window at the dark streets outside.

Rob gave his wife an 'I told you so' look and tried to sound normal as he answered his eldest son. "About another twenty minutes, Bub. Did you have a good nap?"

"I guess," Matthew agreed. "How come we didn't just spend another night in Orlando?"

"We could have," Erin answered calmly even while she continued to tease Rob with her light touch. "But then we would have missed the alligator tour in the Everglades tomorrow. I thought we had agreed that was worth a drive after a long day."

"Oh yeah!" Matthew said suddenly much more content with the car ride. "I forgot about that. How big do the gators get again, Erin?"

"The average male is 360 kilograms and is approximately four meters long."

"Wow, thirteen feet?" Matthew wondered as he did the math to convert her answer. "They grow 'em big down here," he laughed.

Erin stared at Rob's crotch and licked her lips. "Yes, they certainly do."

Chuckling Rob raised her hand to his lips. "Soon," he promised her.

"What?" Matt asked from behind him.

"I said we'll be there soon," Rob lied. 

They reached the hotel a short time later and they climbed wearily from the car. It had been a long, fun-filled trip but after two days at the Disney park and a long drive south they were all a little weary. None more so than the temporarily youngest member of their growing family who had passed out after dinner and had barely moved a muscle since. His mother smiled as she looked at him asleep in his car seat knowing there was no way little Henry was going to wake up.

"I'll get Hank," Rob said reaching to open the rear door. Matthew stepped out on his side and Rob caught his eye. "Help Erin," he ordered. "Carry the heavy bags so she doesn't have to."

"I got it, Dad," the pre-teen said scathingly. "I'm a gentleman you know."

"Thank you, Matthew," Erin said draping her hand over his shoulder and kissing his brow. She followed him to the back of the car absently rubbing the flat stomach that continued to hide her current pregnancy. She reached for a bag and her stepson brushed her hand away before she could lift the heavy bag. 

"You trying to get me in trouble?" he joked.

Erin laughed and lifted a much smaller bag and then Henry's child-sized suitcase. "That better?" she asked.

"Much, thank you." He manfully lifted the heavy suitcases from the trunk and then closed the lid. Wheeling them he followed Erin into the hotel. Rob was waiting for them juggling several items including one deep sleeping three-year-old. 

"Rob, let me help," Erin offered as she saw him shifting his grip on her laptop and their son at the check in counter.

"He weighs a ton, Baby," Rob said shaking his head as they entered the elevator. "I'll carry him."

"He is heavy," Matthew agreed. "I'm still worn out from that piggyback I gave him today while we were waiting for the Buzz Lightyear ride."

When the elevator stopped they stepped across the hall to their room and Erin opened the door and hurried inside. "Put him here, Honey," she ordered as she set down her carryon and placed Henry's suitcase on one of the beds. She opened it and removed his pajamas before setting it aside. Rob did as instructed and smiled as his son settled limply on the bed and then curled slightly into a more comfortable position. Erin expertly shucked the boy out of his clothes and then replaced them with the pajamas. Henry complained once in a cranky cry, but was soothed by a soft word from Erin and went immediately back to sleep. Rob turned down the covers and Erin eased their son into the bed.

Rob watched her tuck the toddler into bed and then pulled her backwards into his embrace as she stood. She pressed her ass into his still semi-erect rod and wiggled enticingly. "You are a tease," he said with a soft laugh as he nibbled her neck.

"It was more in the nature of a promise," she corrected also keeping her voice low since Matthew had just exited the bathroom and could hear them. Erin ran her hand down his thigh and they stood pressed together for a moment enjoying the feel of their connected bodies.

"I'm going to shower," Rob resolved. He gave her shoulder a quick kiss and pinched her ass as he stepped away. "I feel like I'm still carrying around the whole amusement park."

"Use hot water," Erin said in a not-so-veiled reference to what might disappear under a cold stream.

Rob pulled a clean pair of boxers and sweats from their suitcase and hurried to the shower. He would skip the cold water, but he wasn't sure what Erin was planning. He was frustrated by their close quarters too, but he didn't see a solution. This was a family vacation and they couldn't just turn the boys loose. Besides a few days of abstinence wouldn't kill either one of them; or at least not him, Erin on the other hand might have a problem. Her sexual appetite was off the chart when she was pregnant and her hormones had kicked into gear just a few days before they left for this trip. He had no doubt she was suffering more than he was right now.

Turning on the shower he stepped in and let the warm water wash away the worst of the day's fatigue and grime. He heard the door open and close and wondered if it was Matthew needing in again so soon or Erin come to test the water temperature. "Hello?" he called. 

"Come out of there, Rob," Erin ordered. 

Thrusting his head under the water to make certain all the shampoo was gone Rob hurried to comply. "What's wrong?" he asked as he jerked back the curtain. 

"Nothing is wrong," she assured him as she let her eyes move over him in a way that suggested she very much liked what she saw. "We don't have much time and I cannot wait any longer to suck your dick."

His cock hardened at her words despite his shock. "Baby, the boys," he warned.

"Hank is sleeping and you know as well as I do once he is down it takes a great deal to wake him." She moved eagerly toward him as he stepped out of the tub. 

He was reaching for a towel and she sank to her knees in front of him. Without pause she pulled his cock into her warm mouth. "Oh, shit," he breathed as she took him deep. "Baby, Matthew," he objected.

"He asked permission to go to the vending machine for a snack," she explained as she popped him from her mouth and began to lick his length as if he were an ice cream cone. "I suggested he take a look around the hotel so he knows what amenities he would like to utilize tomorrow. If we are lucky we have about ten minutes."

She swirled the tip of her tongue around his head and then applied strong suction to pull him back deep into her throat. "Ten minutes isn't near enough time to do what I want," he growled. 

"I know," she agreed, "But, I can't wait any more. I need to taste you. I need you." Talking was wasting her time and she fell silent as she doubled her efforts to pleasure him.

"Oh, God!" He loved a good blowjob, but what he really loved was the way she liked sucking his dick. She enjoyed it. Giving him head made her wet and he couldn't think of many things that were hotter than the sight of his highly respected over educated wife enjoying herself by orally stimulating his cock. "Yeeessss," he breathed as she combined a lathing tongue with her steady bob around him.

"I want to taste you. Don't hold back," she begged as she lapped at his now iron hard rod. She was kissing his shaft, making love to his dick with wet open mouthed kisses. She moved up and down his length as if she intended to methodically kiss every inch of him. He moaned in appreciation and she pulled him into her mouth again.

He thought his knees might buckle from the sensation but he managed to stay upright. Stepping into a slightly wider stance he cupped the back of her head in his hand. He didn't want to force her but he found it incredibly erotic to follow her movement as she worked him. She had found the perfect rhythm and an exquisite level of pressure and his fingers rolled into her hair and held on as she moved over him. "Baby, I'm so close," he warned her.

Her hand stroked his lower abdomen in encouragement before slipping down his thigh and between his legs. His wide stance allowed her access and she took his tight balls in her hand. She could feel how heavy and ready they were and timing her touch with the aggressive movement over his cock she teased him into a release.

"Oh God!" he gasped as he neared the edge. "Baby, I'm going to cum." The warning excited her and she whimpered eagerly. The sound pushed him into the abyss and he exploded in her mouth. 

She growled hungrily and sucked him harder. He shot several long full draws of seed into her throat and she swallowed with enthusiasm. As he wilted in her mouth she continued to suck until she had drained every last drop of him. 

Her lips were red and swollen from the use but her blue eyes were a deep satisfied color as she reacted to his pleasure. Rob was amazed at how sexy she looked on her knees in front of him reacting in satisfaction to his release. Reaching down he pulled her to her feet and walked her backwards until her hips struck the wall. "Your turn," he growled. 

"I'm so close," she admitted with a whine as he cupped her perfect breast over her shirt and gave it a hard squeeze.

Rob grabbed her shorts and pulled them over her hips without bothering to undo the clasp. The moment they fell to the floor he grabbed her legs and forced her to spread them to a wider position. Erin did as he asked and then pulled her shirt over her head. "Please, Rob," she asked. "Don't waste any time, you know what I want."

Rob reached behind her with one hand to release the clasp on her bra while his other hand slid between her legs. "I know," he promised, sliding his fingers against the lips of her core to test her readiness. She was so very, very ready and he felt a thrill of excitement as her wetness clung to his fingers. "Just the way you like it," he swore. His lips clamped down hard on the nipple of her right breast and he sucked on the sensitive nub as he plunged two fingers into her. 

"Oh! Rob!" she gasped arching her back as he pushed his way inside her. "So, good," she breathed. He licked and suckled and kissed her tits in a franticly aggressive need as his fingers moved inside her. Small gasps and moans of pleasure escaped her and she moved her hips in a primal response to his actions. She was so deliciously desperate that he thought he might lose control again just by being this close to her. 

Giving her nipple one more lathe of his tongue he lifted his head and moved the suction to her neck. "I love how you enjoy sucking my cock, Baby," he growled in her ear. "You like it, don't you?"

"Yes," she admitted over a pant. "I love it." 

Her admission pleased him and he made a deep sound of approval. She liked it when he vocalized and he spoke again just to rev her engine. "Would you have really given me head in the car earlier?"

"Yes. Oh! God, Rob don't stop!"

Rob shifted his hand and as his fingers moved into her in a steady rhythm his thumb began to press an accompanying beat against her clit. "Shit!" Erin gasped. "Oh, yeah, Baby," she groaned. 

Rob bit at her shoulder and lifted his head so that his mouth was right at her ear. "Cum all over my hand, Baby," he ordered. "Think about my dick in your mouth, think about how it felt to taste me, think about how much you enjoyed getting me off." His rhythm between her legs had grown in intensity as he spoke and she was now teetering on the edge. He could feel her tightening around his hand. He pressed firmly against her swollen clit and stroked long and deep reaching as far inside her as he was able. 

And she broke. Wave after wave of satisfaction tore through her body and she trembled in reaction. Rob wrapped his free arm around her to help support her as her legs grew rubbery. His fingers continued their thrusts at a slower pace as he eased her down and she clung to him in grateful relief. 

Rob heard the door to the hall open and Matthew return. "You ok?" he asked her as he kissed her temple. 

"I am so much better than ok," she giggled naughtily. She lifted her head from his shoulder and kissed him in a short quick peck. "Thank you."

"Thank you," he answered sincerely. "Best ten minutes of my life."

Erin laughed and shifted her weight to her own feet. "I'm going to take a shower," she said in a tone that still dripped with satisfaction.

"I'll check on the boys," he agreed. 

Erin was humming happily as she stepped into the shower and didn't bother to answer. Rob took a deep breath to calm his body. He had enjoyed helping her find release as much as she had enjoyed giving him his and he could easily go for a second round. Scolding himself on the value of quality family time he cleaned up, pulled on his pants and stepped out to check on Matthew and the sleeping Hank. He wasn't sure how they would make it happen but it was now clear he and Erin would need to steal some time alone on this trip. There was no way he could deny himself what they had just enjoyed.

Chapter 2

Twenty minutes later Erin exited the bathroom to find her family of men in bed. Hank still slept, his little hand curled against his cheek and his dark hair tousled like a haystack. Matthew lay next to his little brother listening to the sportscast playing at a low volume while he read his latest action-adventure novel. Rob was stretched out in their bed looking absolutely edible as he watched television. His muscular arm was tucked behind his head making his bicep bulge slightly. Since he always slept topless the crisp white sheet cut across his bare abdomen and actually accentuated the definition in his torso. 

He was delectable and it still amazed her to know he belonged to her. Smart, nerdy professor types like her weren't supposed to end up with the rugged physical types like the ex-soldier lying in her bed. But there he lay looking decidedly male and incredibly appealing. He looked away from the television and smiled at her and Erin felt a new fire begin to burn inside her. 

"Hi," she said as she climbed into bed beside him and settled on his side of the bed. 

Rob wrapped an arm around her as she placed a soft kiss on his warm chest. "Hi," he answered his hand slipping beneath her top to stroke her bare back. 

They snuggled for a few moments and then Erin's hand slipped playfully below his waist. Rob's reflexes were quick and he snatched her by the wrist before she could reach her target. "Behave," he whispered in her ear. 

She made a sound of petulance, but she didn't try again. The sports report ended on the half hour and Rob turned the television off. "Park, you need to wrap it up. We have a long day tomorrow and you need to get some sleep."

"Five minutes," he asked distractedly. 

"No more," Rob answered. He turned off the light on their half of the room so that only Matthew's small bedside lamp lit the night. 

Erin took immediate advantage of the dim room and began to run her fingers over her husband's naked torso. Rob couldn't help but enjoy the sensation and he closed his eyes to savor the feel of her hand on him. When she trailed her touch back down below his waist his eyes snapped open and he rolled over her. He snagged her hand and brought it up to his lips for a quick kiss. "Stop that," he warned her in such soft words that the sound barely reached her ears. 

"I still want," she started to explain and Rob clamped his lips on hers hoping to stop her talking with a kiss. 

The kiss was slow and soft and when he was done he brushed his lips across her cheek and whispered into her ear. "I know you want. But now is not the time."

"I don't think I can do this for a week, Rob," she warned him. "My body is reacting in a drastic manner to my shifting hormone levels."

"I can see that," he teased giving her another short kiss around his smile.

"You know I'm pretty sure subjecting me to parental nookie is child abuse," Matthew complained from his bed.

Rob rolled off of Erin to glare at him and she lifted up on an elbow to explain. "We were not engaged in any overt sexual activity. Your father feels..."

Her words were halted as Rob's hand firmly clamped over her mouth. "We weren't doing anything you haven't seen before," he scolded his son. "I don't think me kissing my wife is going to do you any harm."

"It's the 'in bed' part that creeps me out," Matthew joked.

Rob grabbed one of the extra pillows and threw it at his head. "Turn off the light and go to sleep," he ordered with a grin.

Matthew snagged the pillow and tucked it under his head before he flipped off his light. "Goodnight," he called. 

Rob tried to settle comfortably into a sleeping position but Erin was still interested in more. He managed to ignore her strokes and teasing touches for about five minutes before he caved under her constant assault. Rolling back over her he pinned her upper body to the mattress with his and kissed her hard. 

"I can still hear you," Matthew scolded.

Rob had to chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. He shifted off of Erin and pulled her into his arms. "Go to sleep," he said softly. "I promise we'll find time."

Erin knew he was right. Rationally there was no need or excuse for her behavior. The problem was her body was not behaving in a rational manner. She was reacting to him in a completely irrational biological demand. There was nothing more than animalistic desire making her act this way and she tried to gain some control over her aching body.




Vacation



Shifting to her back she tried to think. She had experienced this during her pregnancy with Hank, but what she was currently feeling was far more demanding than that experience. She knew the increased progesterone and estrogen levels created by her pregnancy were causing her increased appetite, but with Henry the need had begun in her second trimester. This time around it was striking much earlier and with far greater intensity. She would have to do some research on what those increased hormone levels might mean. 

"Are you ok?" Rob asked with concern over her sudden move away from him.

"Yes," she said taking his hand and squeezing it in reassurance. "I'm just trying to think."

"That's what you are best at," he said giving her forehead a gentle kiss. 

Erin smiled at the compliment and then rolled to her side, her back to Rob. It was her normal sleeping position and it kept her hands off of his tempting body. Rob rolled with her and spooned her as he usually did to fall asleep. "Is this ok?" he asked in a quiet whisper.

Erin pulled his arm around her and laced their fingers together. "Yes," she said happily as she closed her eyes. "I can't sleep otherwise."

It took Erin longer to settle down, but eventually she managed to sleep. Her dreams were filled with sexual exploits some remembered from her years with Rob and some imaginative suggestions for later. When she woke several hours later the need in her had grown to a demand so great she had no way of denying it.

Rob had rolled to his back and she only had to lift her head to see over him and check the time. The red numbers on the hotel's digital alarm clock showed 05:38. It was close to her normal wake up time. She knew Hank would also soon be up, he was usually down early but he was also an early riser. If she had any prayer of stealing some time with Rob it had to be now. She listened but the gentle snore coming from the other bed assured her that Matthew was sleeping soundly. 

Careful not to wake her husband she slipped out of bed and into the bathroom. It took her only a moment to ready herself and by the time she returned to bed her body was quivering in anticipation. Taking a seat on the bed she tugged on the covers and slowly exposed the hard body of the man beside her. He was magnificent and the hot throbbing between her legs increased at the very sight of him. She loved everything about his body. He was dedicated to his exercise routine and his body showed the effects of years of sculpting work. His arms were thick, his shoulders powerful, his pecs perfectly rounded, his abdomen a washboard of definition. He was the second most beautiful thing she had ever seen, paling only in comparison to the little boy in the next bed.

Erin leaned over him and placed a gentle wet kiss on his neck. Rob mumbled something in his sleep and turned into her touch. She tried again this time adding a light caress down the length of his upper body as she breathed heavily into his ear. "Robbie," she whispered in a needy whine. She wiggled against him invitingly and he reacted. Rolling over he captured her mouth and kissed her before he lowered his head and sucked at her neck.

Erin moaned appreciatively and threaded her hands in his hair. The sound seemed to bring Rob to full alertness and he suddenly stopped. "Erin," he chided in a whisper. "What are you doing?"

She held her finger to her lips in a silence gesture and then scooted out of bed. Grabbing his hand she pulled so that he followed her. He trailed her keeping a light touch on her hip to guide him in the dark and she playfully tickled his side to elicit a reaction. It had the desired effect and he grabbed her arm and hooked it behind her back to stop her game. His movement brought their bodies into contact and she pressed her chest to his as her free hand slipped down his back and past his waistband to gently cup his ass. 

She guided them into the bathroom trailing soft kisses on his neck and he quietly closed the door behind them. "What are you up to?" he demanded still speaking softly but above a whisper now that they were alone. 

Erin could see the expression on his face in the dim light of the hotel night light. "You promised me, Rob," she reminded him. 

"Now? Here?" he scoffed.

"Definitely now," she said giving in to the desire that was making her core pulse with every heartbeat. "And I really don't care where. Please, Baby?" she begged. 

He had an erection; she had seen him in all his glory as he was sprawled across the bed. She grasped his morning wood and gave him a slow tug. "Please, Rob. I'm begging you. Please fuck me."

"You are so bad," he scolded, but his tone gave her only encouragement. He pulled first her shirt and then her pants off of her in two quick movements. Erin gasped not in shock at his action but in reaction to how much she had been thrilled by it. Rob's arm wrapped around her waist in a possessive hold and he bent to eagerly suck one of her aching nipples into his mouth. 

Her head dropped back in ecstasy as she felt the pleasure of his touch. "You have no idea how good that feels," she purred. 

"I'm going to make you feel all kinds of good things," he promised darkly. His free hand moved to her opposite breast and he rolled the hard nipple between his thumb and finger. Erin gave a soft squeal of pleasure and he sucked harder on her other nipple. 

"I can't believe how badly I need you," she admitted. "You are all I can think about."

Rob grunted in satisfaction at that admission and stood. Grasping her still trim waist he lifted her and set her on the counter. Her legs dangled freely and she wrapped them eagerly around his waist. "Not yet," Rob chided as he forced her to unlock her ankles. Once her hold was broken he knelt in front of her and pulled her forward. "I can taste your arousal Baby and I haven't even licked you yet. You are ripe with it. You smell horny." He trailed the tip of his tongue over the very edge of her folds and lapped up a taste of her. "I am going to enjoy this," he bragged.

He ate her like he was starving. She tasted sweet and tart and the sounds she made every time he stroked his tongue over her made him crazed for more. She had been halfway there and it didn't take much. He tongued her deep and then moved his attention to her swollen clit. He sucked it gently and her hips bucked against him. Laughing with delight he buried his face against her and gave her everything she was asking for. In only seconds she was coming apart for him. Her hands pulled at his hair and he continued to suck and lick until she was through the wave. 

"Very good, Baby," he praised her. 

He ran a finger over her still quivering core. "So wonderful," he breathed. He pushed one finger into her and moved at a languid pace. Erin moaned and lifted her hips to assist him with the angle. She matched his rhythm and he kissed her clit. She was controlling the pace and he let her moving only enough to match her. When she began to move with more intensity he slid a second finger into her and licked her throbbing clit. "I want to give you another one. Take it, Baby," he offered. "Take another one, Erin."

Erin leaned back against the mirror behind her and he took control. His fingers moved inside her stroking her walls and touching her in just the right way. He could feel her tightening again and he licked her mercilessly. This time she breathed his name over and over as the pleasure washed over her.

He didn't wait for her to come down. As soon as she peaked he pulled his fingers from her and jerked her off the counter. The way she needed this, the reaction she was having to his touch had left him hard and aching and he couldn't wait one more second. Careful not to hurt her he flipped her around and forced her leg's wide. "You make me so fucking hot," he growled.

"Then do something about it," she taunted him.

Rob jerked his pants off and freed his straining cock. Holding her hips firmly in place he thrust into her in one hard fast movement. Erin groaned and Rob held perfectly still fearful that her aching need had communicated itself to him and he would crack after one thrust. 

"Rob," she begged looking over her shoulder in desperation. 

"Watch Baby," he ordered as his hips began to move. "Watch me fuck you in the mirror. The dim light in the room was designed as a night light for those sleeping or for an overnight trip to the bathroom but it gave just enough orange light for them to see themselves in the mirror. 

"Damn, that is hot," Erin growled appreciatively. She pushed back at him so that he moved deeper inside her and she watched as his face revealed his pleasure. "You like that Baby," she teased. "I can see it. Take me, let me watch you take me from behind."

Rob growled and banged into her. His hands tightened their grip on her hips and he drove himself into her. His movements repeated over and over until they were both panting and aching for the end. "Rob," Erin called. "Look at yourself."

He lifted his eyes to his own visage as he moved inside her. "You are the sexiest thing I have ever seen," she praised. "I love it when you look like this. You have no control. You want me. You need me."

Rob bent forward and kissed her shoulder. "I adore you," he said gently. Erin shifted her legs wider and he thrust into her the new angle sinking him deep against her core. They both gasped and he did it again. "I need you," he told her without reservation. She arched her back and he bit her neck as she cupped her hand behind his head. At this angle his strokes were driving her crazy and she whimpered as the climax began to build. 

Rob pulled out and she thought she might cry from the loss. He made a soothing sound as he sensed her frustration and he turned her around. "You have to look at me when we finish, Erin," he told her. "No mirrors, eye to eye." He lifted her back onto the counter and moved between her legs. He thrust hard and she bit back a scream. 

"Please I need it hard," she begged. 

Rob complied. Driving himself into her over and over until they were both crazed with need. "Look at me, Baby," he ordered as he felt her losing control.

Erin forced her eyes open just as it hit her. "I love you," she cried as he body shook with her reaction. 

Her words did him in and he followed her over the edge. "So perfect," he told her as he leaned into her for support his legs buckling from the pleasure.

They clung to one another for a few moments until he could stand and her breathing was less of a desperate gasp. "What time is it?" Rob asked as he pulled his pants back on. 

"It should be about six o'clock," she told him as she cleaned up. 

Rob wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her neck. "About time to start our day."

"Yes, mine is off to a wonderful start."

"Thanks," he said playfully swatting her butt as he walked to the door. 

Erin took a few moments to freshen up and then rejoined him in bed. Neither thought they would be able to return to sleep but they snuggled together and enjoyed the moment. 

Rob was lying with his eyes closed stroking his wife's soft skin and mentally replaying their morning when he heard the sounds of impending attack. The bed shook as their attacker crawled up the foot of the bed and Rob prepared for the inevitable. Erin shifted trying to shield herself from what was coming. There were three quick sways of the bed from charging steps and then Hank launched himself in a flying leap onto his parents.

"Hi!" he cried happily.

"Hey, little man," Rob greeted his son. "Remember what we said about not jumping on Mommy? We don't want to hurt the baby."

"That's why I only jumped on you," Hank retorted. 

Erin pulled the dark headed toddler down between her and Rob and hugged him. "That was very thoughtful," she complimented him.

"I'm glad you think that," Rob joked. "Another two inches and more babies wouldn't be an option."

Erin smiled and kissed him in sympathy. Hank put one hand on each of their faces and pushed them apart. "No nookie," he warned them forcefully.

"Where did you learn that word?" Rob said with a laugh.

"Matthew," Hank answered promptly. 

"I like nookie," Erin scolded as she leaned down and kissed her son. 

Hank giggled and pushed her away. "Yuck!" 

"Yuck," she pouted. "My kisses are not yuck. Don't you love me?" She tickled him until he squealed.

"I love you, I love you!" he shrieked.

"I'll love you all if you stop making all that noise," Matthew complained from the boys' bed.

Rob laughed and rolled out of bed. "Who wants breakfast?"

"Me!" Hank yelled bouncing up on the bed and launching himself at his father.

"Yeah, ok," Matthew agreed sitting up. "I could eat."

Erin climbed from bed and pulled her clothes from the suitcase. "Let's hurry," she said. "I'm starving." She looked at her three men as they discussed what they were going to order for breakfast. "Probably because I'm eating for another one," she said with a smile.

Chapter 3

There were sounds of pleasure at the breakfast table and Erin was about to reprimand one of the boys when she realized the noise was coming from her. She looked up a bit embarrassed to have been so absorbed in her eating and Rob chuckled.

"Hungry this morning, Baby?"

"Your child is creating havoc in my body," she said accusingly. "I'm running a low grade fever, my breasts are tender, I'm absolutely ravenous almost all of the time and then there is that other thing."

"What other thing?" Matthew asked.

"Nothing," Rob said. "Don't ask about lady stuff, son. Trust me you really don't want to know. Their bodies do weird stuff."

Matthew had recently become very interested in girl bodies and he nodded as he realized maybe too much information was a bad thing.

Having avoided that disaster Rob turned back to his wife who was shoveling another mouthful of food into her face. "At least there's no morning sickness this time," he pointed out.

"True," Erin agreed. She made space as the waitress brought the second helping of waffle she had ordered. 

"I like that they make the waffles for you here," Matthew said as he watched Erin slather butter on the new addition to her breakfast. "When I go somewhere with Mom we have to make our own."

"That's because this is a nicer hotel," Erin replied. "I make more money than your mother."

"Erin!" Rob scolded.

"What? Like he doesn't already know that," Erin said dismissing his complaint.

"Mommy!" Hank called from his seat between Rob and Matthew.

Erin didn't answer since her mouth was full. Hank frowned at being ignored and stood up. Moving purposefully he walked across the curved booth seat and over his father's lap to stand between his parents. Rob juggled his coffee trying to keep from burning the toddler with a spill and Hank looked at Erin expectantly as he reached her side. "Mommy!" 

Erin was swallowing and nodded that she was listening, but it wasn't enough to satisfy Hank. He placed one small hand on either side of her face and brought them nose to nose. "Mommy!" 

"Yes, Hank?" Erin answered calmly. 

"Are alligators reptiles or anfidians?"

"The word is amphibians," Erin corrected his pronunciation. "And alligators are reptiles. They are hatched from an egg outside of water and the young are fully formed at birth. They have hard, scaly, dry skin. They do live in the water as an amphibian would, but they are clearly a reptile."

"Can an alligator eat a horse?" he asked curiously.

"Yes, an alligator could eat a horse. I do not believe they would have the opportunity to do so in their natural environment, but it would be possible."

"They eat little boys too!" Rob said grabbing Hank and lifting him up in the air before depositing him back in his seat. "Eat your breakfast and let Mommy scarf down her third helping."

"Second," Erin corrected automatically as she took another bite of waffle.

When Erin's plates were clean they headed for the car. "No running!" Rob called as Matthew held Hank's hand and they hurried ahead. 

Erin wrapped an arm around Rob's waist and snuggled closer as they walked. "Today is going to be a very good day."

"I hope so," he answered. 

Erin looked up and frowned as Matthew and Hank made their second pass through the revolving door in the lobby. "Stop that!" she ordered them as she hurried forward.

Rob caught up to her in only a few steps and they watched as once again the door spun to reveal their sons. There was a huge grin on Hank's face as he pushed it round. Matthew held up his hands clearly indicating that he was not in control. "I'm just making sure he doesn't fall down," he pleaded.

"Hank, stop," Erin ordered.

The toddler ignored her and increased the speed of the turn. "Matty, help me!" he ordered.

"Henry Aaron Donnellson you need to exit that apparatus immediately!" Erin demanded her voice rising dangerously.

"Whoa, full name little brother," Matthew warned scooping his baby brother off his feet. "Don't get in trouble before we get to the alligators," he whispered.

Hank wrapped his arms around Matthew's neck as they passed through the door and into the morning sunshine. "What's a apple-at-us?" he asked.

Rob was talking Erin down from her irritation as they walked through the spinning door. "He was only playing, Hon. He's three and we are on vacation; cut him a break."

Matthew pressed his cheek against Hanks and they both delivered a big doe eyed pout. "I'm sorry, Mommy," Hank supplied with just the right touch of remorse.

Erin looked at her son and his obviously contrived repentance and then sighed. "I can't believe I'm about to bring another charm wielding Donnellson into this world," she lamented. Knowing they had won the boys grins turned congratulatory. Matthew carried Hank to the car and tossed him inside. 

"Cheer up, Baby," Rob said draping an arm over her shoulders as they followed the boys. "Maybe this little one will be a brainiac." He rubbed her stomach as he spoke about the baby inside.

"I don't care what it is," she said stopping to pull him into a hug. "I just want him or her to be healthy and to have your smile."

"I thought that smile was part of the charm complaint?" he said giving her a low dose of said complaint.

"It has a certain appeal."

"Daddy!" Hank yelled as he leaned over Matthew and stuck his head out of the open door. "The alligators are waiting!"

Erin turned to take her seat in the car and playfully pinched her husband's butt as she walked away. "Hey!" he said pretending shock.

"You liked it," she drawled.

The tour included an educational element and Rob led the boys down front so they would have a good view of the lecturer during the information session. "I can't believe we have to listen to a lecture," Matthew grumbled. "You guys know I'm on vacation right?"

"Did you leave your brain at home?" Erin asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No," Matthew sighed. "But I'm learning under protest, Doctor Donnellson."

"As long as you are learning," she said pleasantly.

As the talk began Rob saw Erin pull a pen and paper from her bag and begin to write. He chuckled to himself. Only Erin would take notes during a presentation from a wildlife ranger. Erin studiously scribbled through most of the program and Rob was left to deal with the energetic Hank.

"Daddy, hold me up!" Hank ordered when he wanted a better view of the eggs on display. Rob obediently lifted Hank onto his shoulder so he could better see the small white shells the Ranger was holding. Hank perched there until the eggs were gone and then he slid down to stand on the bench next to his father. He slipped his arm around Rob's shoulder and Rob fought the urge to just hug him close.

When a full grown alligator was led out onto the stage Hank scrambled fearfully into Rob's arms. "Hold me Dad!" he cried clinging to Rob's neck.




Vacation



"I've got you," Rob chuckled. 

Erin looked up to make certain her son was alright. Seeing that Rob had things well in hand she smiled and returned to her notes. Rob didn't understand it, there wasn't that much real information being delivered here, the talk was half science and half corny banter. Whatever Erin found important she was writing furiously to get it all down. 

The hissing ten-foot reptile that had induced screams in more children than Hank Donnellson disappeared and the Rangers brought out tiny baby alligators. "I wanna see!" Hank cried as the audience was invited down to pet them. Rob obligingly scooped up the boy and headed that way. Despite his earlier protests Matthew tagged along as eager as his brother to pet a real alligator.

"You missed it, Baby," Rob said when they returned all wearing huge grins.

"I petted it, Mommy!" Hank reported proudly. He held up his hand as if to prove his point. "It was pointy."

"I am glad you were able to experience some tactile stimuli to reinforce the lecture," Erin replied.

"Yeah, tax-tile," Hank agreed.

With the lecture over it was time to break into the small tours that would navigate the everglades in search of alligators in their natural habitat. As they stood in line waiting for their turn Erin let her eyes roam over Rob's form. His t-shirt was already beginning to cling to him as a result of the humid air and she enjoyed the way it enhanced his broad back and shoulders. Stepping close she caressed his hips and leaned her head against his back. 

"Baby?" he said twisting to look over his shoulder. 

"I have something for you," she said with a smile. 

Matthew and Hank were occupied as they tried to calculate which boat they would be assigned by counting the people in front of them and Rob turned to face Erin. "A kiss?" he asked hopefully.

Erin moved closer and turned her face up to eagerly grant that request. Rob kissed her but it was far too short for her taste and she pulled his head back to her for another. Her kiss was much more serious and he pulled away with a knowing smirk. "You are having impulses again, aren't you?" he asked cryptically.

"Mm-hmm," she agreed. "Here, read this." She held out the paper she had seen her writing on earlier. 

"Your lecture notes?"

"They are notes," she agreed. "But they don't have anything to do with that elementary presentation." Her hands were still on his hips and she let one drift back until it rested on the curve of his ass. 

"Stop that," he said wiggling until she moved her hand.

"Read it," Erin repeated. "I started wanting you before breakfast was over. I just jotted down a few thoughts."

Rob started to read and his eyes widened. "Baby, is this like a..." he looked around to make sure no one was listening. "Is this like a fantasy list?"

"Maybe," she answered stepping around him to check on the boys. "I might use them if I enjoy our activity later today."

"We can't do some of this stuff today!" he whispered in shock.

Erin grinned. "Just think about it, Rob; I am."

Rob groaned and let his eyes drop back to the tantalizing suggestions she had listed. How were they going to get through this week? And more importantly how did she envision number six working because that sounded like a lot of fun. 

Chapter 4

"I can't believe it's raining," Matthew grumbled as they hurried inside. "This is Florida, is it supposed to do that here?"

"Yes, it's supposed to do that here," Rob answered mimicking his whine. "It won't last long."

"Well, I thought we were going to the beach. What am I supposed to do now?"

Rob ground his teeth trying not to lose his temper. "This is a pretty fancy place," he said quietly. "You can't find anything indoors that you might want to do?"

"I did see a game room last night when the doc let me walk around," he admitted using the nickname he had assigned to Erin when she had first begun to date his father. 

"Fine, I'll give you some money and you can check it out."

"I hope it doesn't rain tomorrow. We are still going parasailing, right?"

"I wish I was going parasailing," Erin pouted.

"Forget it, Baby," Rob warned her. "You are not taking my unborn child up into the air on what is essentially a huge kite."

"I wasn't suggesting that I should, Rob," she answered in a reasonable tone. "I just said I wished I could participate. It looks like fun."

"Yeah, it's going to be awesome!" Matthew agreed with loud enthusiasm.

Erin shushed him as they stepped from the elevator. "Don't wake your brother," she chastised. 

Hank had crashed in the car worn out from their morning events. He had been thrilled with the boat tour and had squealed and chattered excitedly every time they saw one of the giant reptiles. As near as they could tell he had repeated most of the facts covered in the ranger's lecture in his babble. Rob had found that rather amazing but Erin had acted as if every three year old could retain that kind of information.

After their tour they had stopped for some go-kart racing and then lunch. Hank was fairly predictable and true to form once his tummy was full he was ready to recharge his batteries. He had fallen asleep almost before Rob had pulled the car out of the parking lot. Erin did not want him awakened before his nap was over. There was nothing worse than a cranky little boy.

Rob carried him into their room and put him down to finish out his nap. When he turned around Erin was handing Matthew cash. Matthew looked at what she gave him and then hugged her. 

"Thanks, Erin!" he gushed. "I'm gonna go," he said.

"Be safe," Erin ordered, "And don't get into trouble."

"I promise," he said hurrying toward the door.

"How much money did you give him?" Rob asked suspiciously.

"Fifty," Erin said with a shrug.

"Fifty!" he hissed. "Baby are you crazy? He doesn't need anywhere close to that much!"

"I didn't want him running back in here in five minutes asking for more," she said tossing her purse on the nearby table. 

"No danger of that!" 

"Good, then we have some time alone," she purred walking toward him with a gleam in her eye.

"What exactly do you have in mind?" he asked with a grin as she pushed him down on their bed.

"I'll give you one hint," she answered. She climbed over him and straddled his waist. Rob's hands automatically grasped her hips and as she leaned over him to press her lips to his he let his touch drift back until he cupped her ass. "I think you guessed correctly," she said with an encouraging smile.

He tasted like fresh air and salty sweat and the peppermint disc he had picked up as he paid for lunch. Erin found it an arousing combination and she attacked his mouth, probing with her tongue and sucking at his lips with feverish excitement. He responded instantly and his hand fisted in her hair to pull her deeper into the kiss. 

Erin was desperate to have him and she lifted her upper body and hastily jerked her shirt over her head. Her body was changing rapidly and her normal bra size was no longer suitable for her expanding breasts. Rob's eyes glowed with desire as he saw them straining to escape the confines of their silky prison. He reached around her and released the clasp in one touch. Erin wiggled out of the garment and he cupped each heavy globe in his hands. "This is my absolute favorite part of you being pregnant," he said worshipfully. His hands kneaded gently and he brushed his thumbs over her nipples to harden them. She moved to bring them more directly in reach of his mouth and Rob sighed as he played with them. "So perfect," he breathed. 

His touch was driving her insane as he toyed with her sensitive breasts and when he finally sucked one into his mouth Erin wanted to scream in release. She bit her lip to hold it in and arched her back to give him encouragement. Rob suckled each with absolute abandon making her pant and moan with every flick of his tongue or change in pressure. Erin's arms were shaking in reaction and he rolled them over to trap her below him. When Erin tugged at his shirt he let her pull it over his head but he never ceased his attention to her tantalizing tits. 

Every nerve in Erin's body was ringing in response to his touch and she felt the demand nearing critical levels. She jerked the clasp on his pants free and forced her hand inside. He was hard and she squeezed him imploringly. His hips twitched as she pulled on him and she moved again sliding her hand up and down his length. She felt a drop of wetness release and she rubbed it over the head of his cock making him moan. "Rob, I can't stand it," she begged.

He was feeling it too and he kicked out of his pants and underwear as quickly as he could. He lay over her looking at her with eyes dark and crazed with desire. She had driven him wild with that damn list. She had given it to him as if it were a shopping list and then asked him to read it right there in the crowd. He of course couldn't resist and he had not only read it he had obsessed over it. He had spent the rest of the morning with the image of all her suggestions playing in his head. His eyes had followed her every movement and each graceful move of her body had made him ache to have her. His dick throbbed and he stroked himself just to tease her, just to make her watch as he had watched all day. He smiled when he saw her pupils expand with new desire. She was staring at his hand on his cock and she licked her lips in envy.

His eyes flicked to the next bed and he realized what he wanted to do to her was probably best done without the chance of little eyes watching. Well, he could fix that, but first he needed her ready. He grabbed for her waist and unbuttoned her pants. With slow deliberate moves he pulled her free of her remaining clothes. He could see the evidence of her arousal as she lay naked beneath him. Smiling he spread her legs and gently touched her. Dampness met his fingers and he pushed inside her to test her need. Erin hissed in an effort to control her reaction and her back arched and her fists balled at her side as she welcomed his entry. 

She definitely needed what he was about to give her. Bending over her he wrapped an arm around her hips and lifted her off the bed. Erin clung to him covering his neck in tiny kisses and playful nips of her sharp teeth as he carried her around the corner. The room was L-shaped and the moment they passed the turn there was little chance Hank would see them or rise from his nap before they had time to respond. That tiny chance at privacy was all Rob had been waiting for. Flipping the lock on the door to keep Matthew from returning unannounced he pressed his wife against the wall. 

"Don't make me beg," she whispered.

Rob moved until he was poised at her entrance his cock straining to pass and making them both quiver in anticipation. "You won't beg," he promised. "Remember, I always want you this much." And with that promise he slammed himself deep inside her. 

Erin's head dropped forward as she fought to keep her reaction silent and she gave only a tiny cry of ecstasy directly into his ear. His movements were quick and powerful and he moved inside her in a way that was meant to remind her that she belonged to him. Erin loved the way it felt to have him aggressively take her this way and she surrendered to it willingly. His hands held her hips at just the right angle and she used her shoulders on the wall to give him leverage to push against. As she tightened around him Rob swirled his tongue over one sensitive nipple. She moaned at the sensation and with a smile of triumph Rob sucked her into his mouth. The combination of his powerful strokes and oral stimulation pushed her over the edge and she came. 

Rob continued to move pushing into her in a slow rhythm as she crested the wave and rode it back down. She trembled in his arms and he held her tight. "Are you ok?" he whispered as she lay against his shoulder in a satisfied stupor. 

"mmmm," she moaned affirmatively. "I am very ok."

"Baby, I'm close," he advised still stroking in and out of her in a slow pace. 

She rallied herself and shifted bringing one leg up higher on his hip and leaning back against the wall again. "I bet you can't give me two," she challenged.

The fire in her eyes taunted him and Rob chuckled. "I guarantee it," he said accepting the dare. 

He lifted her off him and dropped her to her feet. Before she could protest he spun her around and forced her up against the wall. Stepping between her legs he pulled her back until she was bent nearly double, her forearms on the wall and her ass rounded appealingly beneath his hands. Grasping her hips he slid himself home. "My god you are heaven," he breathed bending over to whisper in her ear. 

Erin smiled at the emotion in his voice. He could fuck her in the most amazingly visceral way with complete devotion to making them both grunt like animals and still he let her know that he loved her. She would never have considered such juxtaposition was possible. Before him she would never have thought they could exist in one. She moved with him timing her thrusts to meet his own and drive him deeper inside her. 

Rob growled at her enthusiasm and he slid one hand around her hip and between her legs. His fingers stroked her clit as he continued to pound himself deep inside her. Over and over he stroked until they were both ready to explode from the tension of holding the pleasure at bay. Wrapping his second arm around her body he lifted her up to a new angle. Erin gasped as his cock found just the right spot and she struggled to remain silent as she unraveled in his hands. Her release was all that Rob had been waiting for and he joined her. His climax was intense as he released the hours of lust and frustration her scribbled notes had created for him. 

"Thank you," Erin said in a dreamy voice as she pulled away. 

Rob thought his legs might buckle he was so spent and he was only able to nod silently. Erin slipped around the corner to gather her clothes and then stepped into the bathroom and shut the door. Wondering how she managed to walk after an experience like that Rob dragged his weary body to their bed. Snatching his discarded clothes from the floor he collapsed onto the bed and redressed. He felt spent and satisfied and extremely lucky. 

"Are you ok?" Erin asked with a laugh as she emerged and found him lying on the bed.

Rob reached out and pulled her down next to him. "I am now," he said as he snuggled close and closed his eyes. "You are amazing, you know that?"

"You are pretty amazing as well," Erin assured him. "Thank you for being so understanding about what I am experiencing."

"It's my pleasure, Babe."

Chapter 5

Matthew returned half an hour later and found Erin reading quietly while his brother and father napped. "Hey, it stopped raining," he reported. "Can we go to the beach now?"

"Sure," Erin agreed. "Go change I'll wake the sleepyheads."

Matthew hurried to dress for the beach and Erin moved to Hank. Taking a seat on the bed next to him she rolled him onto his back. His face was softer while he was still and she paused to enjoy this rare vision of him. Usually he was all boy, running and jumping and ready for any challenge from the moment he woke until he dropped into an exhausted sleep. She often wondered as he tore through the day if there was any part of her in this bundle of energy, but still and peaceful as he was now she could see a bit of herself in him and it made her smile. His hair was closer to her auburn than Rob's darker shade and he had her same pale skin and she was sure that his lips were more like hers. The rest of his face however, was all Rob; the same bone structure, the same square jaw and symmetrical features. He would look so very much like his father when he was grown. 

"What are you thinking, Baby?" Rob asked softly. 

"I didn't know you were awake," she said giving him his own soft smile. 

"I heard Matty come in. You were a million miles away watching him. What were you thinking about?"

"I was thinking about how much he is like you. I love that about him. I love that about the both of you." 

Rob rolled off the bed and knelt on the floor next to his sleeping son. "I think he has a lot of you in him." He stroked his son's hair gently and then looked at her with love in his eyes. "He is so big hearted and he's smart, amazingly smart and he always wants to help. Those are the things he gets from you."

"Are you going to kiss her again?" Hank asked. Rob had been about to do exactly that but instead they looked down to find Hank looking up at them. "You guys kiss a lot," he observed.

"That's because Mommy is pretty," Rob said bending down to blow a raspberry on Hank's tummy. 

The boy laughed and rolled away. 

"Are we ready?" Matthew asked as he exited the bathroom. 

"Where are we going?" Hank asked jumping up and down with excitement. 

"The beach!" Rob said reaching for him and tossing him into the air. 

"Yay!" Hank cried. "The beach!"

In a few short minutes the little family was moving toward the white sand of the resort's private beach. Hank wiggled out of his mother's grasp and sprinted for the water. "Not too far," Rob warned him. 

The boy ran ahead until he reached the wet sand at the water's edge. Chasing a wave he ran toward the water but as the inevitable next wave neared he turned and ran shrieking for the safety of dry sand. Erin laughed as she scooped him up and kissed him. 

"Put me down Mommy, I'm playing with the water!" 

Erin obediently dropped him to his feet and Hank chased the retreating wave back out. Rob followed him out and they each ran out as far as they could before the next wave came and turned them back toward land. Laughing Erin watched them as they repeated the game over and over. 

"Erin, I'm going to give this a go," Matthew announced holding up his kneeboard. 

"Be careful," she warned him. "Remember your instructions."

"I got it," he said with confidence. 

Erin watched closely as Matthew swam out into the water. He took his place among the surfers and boarders in the deep water and when it was his turn he caught a ride. He shared his father's natural athletic abilities and his first attempt looked almost easy. She watched him closely for his first few attempts but when it became apparent that he had a natural talent and skill level she relaxed. She smiled when she saw him return to the waiting line and two young girls approach him. Athletic ability was not all he had inherited from his father.

"Mommy!" Hank called as he ran toward her. Heedless of his water dripping from him he crashed into Erin and hugged her around the neck. "Come swim with me!"

Erin laughed flinching from the cold touch of his skin. "Are you having fun?" she asked pulling him into her arms.

"Uh-huh, are you?" he asked sweetly.

"Yes, I am having a very good day." She hugged him to her enjoying the chance to hold him, something he rarely allowed unless he was tired. "Did you and Daddy catch a wave?"

"No, they ran away," he reported factually. 

Rob dropped onto the blanket next to them. "Where is Matthew?" he asked looking around. 

Erin nodded toward the line of young people out in the water. "He found girls."

Rob grinned proudly and lay back using his elbows to prop his body in recline. "My boy has game," he bragged.

"Yes, because that's what every twelve year old needs," Erin scoffed. 

"Matthew has game," Hank agreed enthusiastically. 

Erin glared accusingly at Rob and turned to her son. "What do you know about Matthew's game?" she asked lightly.

"I don't know," he said laughing as she tickled him. The little boy rarely sat still for long and he jumped from Erin's lap. "Come on, Mommy," he said pulling on her hand. 

"Where are we going?"

"I don't know."

Erin laughed and let him pull her toward the water. 




Vacation



An afternoon on the beach was followed by dinner at one of the resort restaurants that catered to families. Hank and Matthew each found something to enjoy in the dinner show and Rob and Erin laughed as much as their sons. Trying to keep Hank on a regular schedule they returned to their room and began bedtime preparations. "Mommy?" the little boy began to ask as Erin helped him ready for his bath.

"Yes, Hank?" Erin never lost patience with his questions, the boy was full of them but she always answered each as if it were the first he had asked.

"Why do I have'ta take a bath? I went swimming."

"Swimming is not bathing," she answered soaping his arms with a sudsy washcloth. 

"If I use soap in the ocean I wouldn't have to wash now," he offered as if it were a brilliant suggestion.

Erin laughed and shook her head. "Nice try, but you have to take a bath." She played her trump card. "You daddy takes a shower every day, sometimes more than one."

"Ok," Hank agreed and Erin smiled. He never argued when she told him Rob did something too.

After bath time Hank snuggled in the bed between his parents and waited for a story. He was sleeping before Erin finished the book. Erin watched him sleep, his head resting on her breast and a soft smile tugged at her lips. She gently slid her fingers through his short dark hair enjoying the warmth and clean smells that drifted up to her. 

"You are doing it again," Rob teased as he watched her watching Hank.

"Is it wrong that I want him to stay small?" she asked. 

"No," Rob assured her leaning across their son to kiss her forehead. "But it is very illogical, Doctor Donnellson."

"Hormones," Erin joked.

Rob laughed and kissed her head again. "We'll have a new one soon," he reminded her. "And we can't stop them from growing, no matter how much we want to."

The sound of Matthew farting filled the room. "See," he told her with a roll of his eyes. Turning to his eldest he gave him a stern look. "Manners, Matthew," he scolded.

"Sorry, it's a bodily function, Dad. I don't know what to tell you. Sometimes it just happens."

"I would imagine it didn't happen today when you were talking to those girls," Erin noted.

Matthew blushed and looked back at the television. "Of course not," he said brashly trying to cover his embarrassment. "I've got more game than that."

Erin excused herself for a long hot shower and when she returned both Matthew and Rob had retired to their respective beds. Since Rob had moved Hank to the boys' bed she was able to snuggle into his side and she did so eagerly. 

"I thought about you in the shower," she whispered into his ear. The light was dim for the sleeping Hank's benefit, but she could see the smile that spread across her husband's lips at her words. "Do you want to know what I thought about?" she asked playfully. Her voice was soft, barely audible and it tickled his neck as she breathed it into his ear.

Rob nodded and pulled her closer. Keeping her words as soft as possible she told him exactly what had occupied her mind as she washed her body. She told him what she had imagined as she lathered soap over her skin. She detailed the daydream that had occupied her as her body began to ache with need. Her words had the desired effect and she smiled as she saw the way his growing erection bulged beneath the blankets.

Rob jumped guiltily when Matthew spoke. "Good night," he called to them as he turned off his bedside light and rolled over. 

"Good night," Erin answered calmly.

"Yeah," Rob squeaked. "Good night, son."

Smiling at his nervousness Erin lay in his arms and waited for Matthew to fall asleep. She passed the time by providing long slow strokes over his body. The touches worked well to vent the growing demand in her and to maintain Rob's response to her teasing in evidence. As the regular breathing of a sleeping Matthew sounded across the room she pulled Rob onto his side and kissed him.

His response was immediate and she encouraged him with tantalizing sweeps of her tongue. Unable to control his response Rob slid his hand inside her shirt and fondled one ample breast. His touch was wonderful, but was only a small part of what she truly wanted and Erin pulled her shirt over her head to grant better access to her body. 

Rob shook his head. "Baby," he whispered about to remind her of the boys.

Erin pressed her fingers to her lips and shook her head to indicate he should be quiet. Without a word she moved slowly closer her warm eyes glowing with a deep fire of desire. When she kissed his chest he closed his eyes and cradled her head in his hand to express the tenderness he was feeling. Her fingers trailed their way down his body tracing the line of muscle down until she wiggled beneath his waistband. 

His cock was hard and she wrapped her hand around him and sighed inaudibly at the pleasure she found in touching him. She pumped him working her hand over him in slow tight movements. Without making a sound Rob still seemed to growl with beastly approval and he cupped his hand around her left breast and hungrily sucked her into his mouth. Erin's breath caught in pleasure and her back arched as she silently begged him to never stop. 

She could feel him moving closer to his own pleasure, the rod she stroked was now tantalizingly hard, the kind of hard that made her core ache with wet longing. Having him fuck her would mean they must leave the room and reluctant to leave the warm cocoon their desire had created of their bed she did the next best thing. Still and silent she moved lower under the covers. Rob was turned on his side effectively blocking their activity from the sight of anyone who might wake in the next bed and so she moved confidently. 

His pants had been worked low on his hips to allow her hand better access and she marveled at the sight of his lean hips and erect cock. Her hand slipped from his rod and traced the arc of his hip in a loving touch. His body was so beautiful and she would never tire of touching him, appreciating him. Her hand slipped over his hip to cup his ass and she used the hold to force his hips forward. The movement thrust his cock forward and she eagerly pulled him into her mouth. 

It didn't take long. The combination of her touch and the danger of being caught had fired his imagination and Rob exploded after only a few short minutes. His fingers toyed with her hair as she took him. When he was done she cleaned him thoroughly and then kissed the tip. Again with silent movement she climbed up his body leaving soft kisses against his burning skin. 

The moment she emerged from the blanket Rob claimed her mouth thrusting his tongue against hers and tasting himself. Erin was desperate by now. The longing she felt had increased tenfold as she tasted his seed and her fingers clawed over his chest pleading for more. Anxious to return the pleasure she had given him Rob eagerly complied. His fingers slipped inside her and Erin could not prevent the sound that escaped her. It felt too good to have even this much of him inside her. Rob kissed her trying to silence her noise and she returned it nearly in tears from the pleasure she felt. 

The rhythm he set as his hand moved inside her was demanding and Erin knew she wouldn't last. Arching her back she asked for his attention and Rob quickly understood. Never pausing as his hand worked her toward heaven he buried his face in her chest and swirled his tongue over first one and then the second throbbing nipple. Her tits were so incredibly sensitive that Erin was sure he could make her come just by sucking them. As he indulged himself now, sucking, kissing and nipping at them she thought she might go insane. 

Rob's thumb pressed against her throbbing clit as he simultaneously pushed deep inside her and increased the pressure of his mouth on her breast. The combination was a masterful expression of how well he could read her body and she shattered under him. The walls of her core pulsed around his hand and he slowed his rhythm to allow her to savor the feeling. 

A sleepy satisfaction spread through Erin and she stretched languidly as he finally pulled away. Rob reached around her and found her discarded shirt. The movement allowed cool night air to slip beneath the covers and her passion heated skin felt soothed by the contrast. Sitting up she checked to make sure there was no indication that either of the boys had been disturbed by their activity. Seeing them still sleeping in the positions they had fallen into she pulled on her shirt and lay back down. Again without a word she moved back into Rob's arms. The warmth of their bodies increased her drowsy contentment and she quickly faded into a satisfied sleep.

Chapter 6

Rob was having a fantastic dream. It involved his wife, a tiny red piece of silk that barely qualified as a nightie and a pair of very unofficial-handcuffs and he found it terribly interesting. Without waking he reached for her and found Erin, just where she belonged, lying next to him. She shifted closer to him in response to his touch and he instinctively rolled his hips toward her. He wasn't awake but parts of him were and the movement brought his straining erection in contact with Erin's thigh. The feel of her warm flesh against his hardening member roused him and he smiled in sleepy satisfaction. Wiggling closer he pressed against her and nuzzled into the crook of her neck to place a kiss on her jasmine scented skin. Waking to his touch Erin smiled and stretched dragging her body over his in a slow pleasurable greeting. 

Just as Rob felt assured that dreams were about to be realized a plaintive wail came from the next bed. Hank gave a second cry and rolled off the bed. His feet hit the floor and he covered the short distance to his parents with frightened steps. Tamping down every bit of his arousal Rob rolled over and picked up his son. "Hey, Hammer, what's wrong?"

"I want Mommy!" Hank cried.

Erin reached across Rob and pulled the little boy down between them. "Shh," she called to him. "What's wrong? Did you have a bad dream?"

"Uh-huh," Hank said as he clung to her neck and pressed his forehead against her shoulder.

Erin rubbed his back in soothing circles and helped him settle against her. Her eyes met Rob's over the dark head between them and she smiled. "Sorry," she apologized.

Rob shook his head and kissed her. "I'll live," he said simply. He kissed Hank's head and added his touch to Erin's to sooth the little boy. "It's ok, Buddy," he said. "Daddy loves you." Hank's only response was to nod in understanding. Rob placed another kiss on his head and turned on his back. Willing his body to do away with the last of his excitement he closed his eyes and tried to get back to sleep.

He woke hours later and found Hank still snuggled with Erin, his small head on her pillow and his little arm curled around his mother. Rob had to smile at the sight of Hank's hand resting on his mother's breast. He couldn't blame him; he liked to touch them too. His eye shifted to Erin's sleeping face and he felt his heart skip. She looked even more beautiful when she slept, the relaxation of sleep washing away the last traces of the limits she set around herself. He hoped the baby would be a girl; he would love to see a tiny version of her wearing the same happy look she wore now.

Checking the time to make certain he wasn't waking anyone too early Rob leaned over his son and kissed his wife's shoulder. Erin sighed warmly and shifted to provide him better access. Trailing kisses Rob moved into the warm nest at the curve of her soft neck. A tiny giggle between them let him know they had an audience. Smiling Rob changed his kiss to a raspberry and blew mightily against Hank's tummy. The giggle turned to full laughter and Erin opened her eyes to see Rob and Hank giggling and playfully wrestling in the bed next to her.

"Good morning," she told them both.

"Good morning," Rob answered grinning at her as he hugged Hank tight. "You look beautiful this morning."

"Mommy is always beautiful, Dad," Hank reminded him.

"Aw!" Erin said pulling her son from Rob's arms to give him her own hug. "You can have chocolate chip pancakes for that," she said warmly. 

"You hungry?" Rob asked.

"All my symptoms are still in an acute stage," she informed him, "And I mean all."

He smirked at her hint and tipped her face up to his for a kiss. "We'll take care of that at the first opportunity," he promised.

It took a few minutes to wake Matthew but once they were dressed and seated at the breakfast table both boys began to grow excited for their day. "What time is our parasail, Dad?" Matthew asked as he spread jam on his toast.

"Nine," Rob informed him. "We probably need to head that way right after breakfast."

"I wanna go!" Hank shouted. 

"Inside voice," Erin reminded him. "Hank, parasailing is for Matthew. You aren't old enough yet. You and I get to ride in the boat and watch Daddy and Matthew up in the air."

"But I wanna go," he whined. 

"Hey, Hammer," Rob soothed using his nickname. "After we finish we are going to the dolphin pool. Remember? You are going to get to swim in the water with the dolphins."

"And the sharks?" Hank asked excitedly.

Rob laughed. "No, no sharks."

Mollified by an appointment with the dolphins Hank returned to his breakfast. 

"Was there anything else I could get for you folks?" their waitress asked a few minutes later.

Rob looked expectantly at Erin but she ignored his insinuation. "That will be all, thank you," she answered the waitress.

"Ok," the cheery woman answered. "I'll just leave this for you to sign," she said dropping their check. "You folks have a fun day."

Erin noticed a yellow sheet of paper beneath the bill and curiously picked it up. "Oh," she said happily. "I think it's going to be a fun day."

"What's that, Baby?" Rob asked as he signed the breakfast bill.

Erin turned the paper so he could read it. "Hank can attend an afternoon of fun and crafts with other children," she said in a happy voice. 

Rob read the tag line at the top of the paper and knew what she was thinking. 'Playtime for Kids' meant 'alone time for mom and dad'. "How about it Hank?" he asked encouragingly. "You want to have some fun with the other kids?"

"Yeah!" Hank agreed as he followed Matthew from the table and leapt to the floor.

"Can we ditch Matthew too?" Erin joked quietly as Rob slipped his arm around her.

"Babe!" he said in a shocked tone. "We can't 'ditch' Matthew."

"Well, can we offer him some personal time?" she asked rephrasing the question. "Because," she admitted as she slipped into the crook of his arm, "the idea of two hours alone with you in our room is making me very wet already."

It turned out to be much easier than either of them expected. The group at the dolphin pool included a couple of kids Matthew's age and he immediately made friends. While Hank and his parents enjoyed the dolphins Matthew was learning about an afternoon program designed for kids over twelve. "Can I go Dad?" Matthew asked with a wide eyed plea as he explained it to his father.

Rob wasn't sure if the enthusiasm for the idea was because Matthew wanted some time away from them or if it was the pretty blonde girl who had told him about the opportunity. It didn't matter, Rob was dying for some time with Erin and if there was a safe and fun way for Matthew to spend a few hours he was all for it. "I don't see why not," he agreed.

Lunch seemed to last forever. It wasn't more than a quick bite but because Rob was thinking about two full hours alone with Erin it felt like an eternity. Naptime was even worse. Erin insisted that Hank at least take a short nap before he joined the other kids and the delay seemed to take forever. Erin disappeared into the bathroom and Rob knew what she was doing. She was in there getting ready. She was washing and applying soap or lotion or a cream that was going to make her smell delicious and taste better. She was doing her hair and fixing her makeup and making herself even more beautiful than she already was. She was getting ready to have sex and all he could do was wait and think about it. Watching his son he willed the boy to wake up.

After an hour Erin was satisfied that Hank would not melt down in exhausted fury if they left him with others and she let Rob wake him. The toddler was cranky as he woke but the moment Rob reminded him that he had a fun activity to do on his own, just like Matthew, the grouchiness vanished. He raced for the door and Rob had to hustle to keep up. "Hurry," the boy ordered as he dragged them from the elevator holding each parent by the hand.

One of the resort's ballrooms had been set up for the children and as Rob signed them in and received the security wristband that would allow him to claim his son later Erin and Hank took a look around. "Look, Mommy!" Hank exclaimed happily, "shells!"

"That is a 'test', or outer shell, of a sand dollar," Erin identified the sea shell her son was holding.

"Hi!" the resort employee behind the table of displayed shells greeted them. "I'm Tina," she said to Hank. "What's your name?"

"Hank Aaron Donnellson," the boy supplied.

"Nice to meet you, Hank!" she replied with enthusiasm. "Are you going to use some shells to make a picture?" She indicated the art supplies on the table. "I can show you how to do some really cool stuff."

"Ok!" Hank agreed. 

"Baby," Rob whispered as he stepped to her side. "Let's go."

"Yeah, you go, Mommy," Hank agreed pushing her toward his waiting father. Tina held out a hand to show him how to being his art project and he moved to the table to get to work.

Erin took a close look to make certain Hank was enjoying himself and then she nodded. Rob took her hand as they exited the room and she felt her excitement rising. Walking faster she urged him toward the elevator. There was another couple in the elevator but she ignored them and wrapped her arms around her husband. "I really need this," she said as she kissed his jaw.

Rob chuckled at her impatience and kissed her back in a manner completely appropriate for their public location. Erin didn't seem to notice they weren't alone. "I am so horny," she complained as she scraped her teeth over his neck. 

The door opened and the couple next to them hurried out onto their floor. Just as the doors were sliding shut the man looked over his shoulder and gave Rob an envious smile. "Have fun," he called.

Chapter 7

"As soon as this door is open I want our clothes off," Erin ordered. "I need a hard fast fuck to take the edge off."

"Shh!" he hissed afraid someone passing would hear.

Erin turned her back to the door and pulled him by the belt loop so that he pressed her to the door. The nearness shielding her from passing eyes she cupped her hand over the bulge in his pants and rubbed imploringly. She smirked as he reacted. "Get the door open," she begged.

Rob groaned when the card lock failed to work on the first swipe. Erin continued to tease him through his clothing and he swiped the card again with haste. It turned green and he swept her into his arms and carried her inside. Erin had his pants undone before the door even closed behind them and she shoved them past his hips. He set her on her feet and quickly removed his clothing, one shoe flying across the room as he kicked out of them and his shirt passing his head the only break in the ravenous look he wore as he watched her strip. 

"Make me scream," she ordered as she crawled onto the bed. "I've held it in for days. Fuck me so hard I scream myself hoarse."

Rob followed her onto the bed. She was on all fours and he knew what she wanted, but he wasn't ready yet. Wrapping his arm around her hips he twisted so that she flopped onto her back. "Rob!" she complained impatiently. "Fast," she reminded him petulantly.




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"I know," he agreed. "Just one taste, please; you smell delicious." She did smell intoxicating, the combination of her preparations in the shower and the musky scent of arousal was driving him crazy. Lowering himself he settled between her legs and took a deep breath. 

"Rob, please," Erin whined. 

Smiling at her impatience he pressed his mouth to her core and indulged himself. He loved eating her out almost as much as she loved giving him head. They made it a regular feature of their sex life and his day felt incompletely without the taste of her on his tongue. He had done this in her office, in his car, in his office, in every room of their house, in a closet, in a stairwell; he would always want it, everywhere, every time. 

Erin let him enjoy himself for several minutes and then she rolled away from him. She took up position on all fours and then looked back over her shoulder at him. "What part of a hard fast fuck do you not understand?" she challenged.

He laughed and jerked her into position in front of him. "Sorry, I got lost in it. I could do that all day."

"We don't have all day," she reminded him. "Please, Rob; hard and quick for now. We can take it slow the second time."

Rob held her hips and thrust his way inside her in one deep plunge. Erin reacted with abandon; indulging her natural reaction in the absence of the boys she gave a scream of pleasure. Her head dropped to the mattress and she thrust back against him in encouragement. "Yes," she told him, "Just like that."

"Like this?" he asked drawing back and plunging forward again.

Erin screamed again and her fists balled the bedding as her fist contracted. "Again!" 

He thrust again this time his hands wrapped around her waist and he pulled her to him so that he slid even further into her warm wet center. "Shit!" he gasped as his shaft buried to the hilt. 

"Feels good doesn't it?" she purred enjoying his reaction as much as her own.

"Fucking unbelievable," he agreed. His pace increased and she helped him as he pistoned into her over and over. 

Rob wanted more, he needed to be deeper inside her. Pulling out he flipped her to her back. She whined with impatience but he simply chuckled and smacked her ass. 

"Ooh," she exclaimed happily at the sting of his quick spank. "Do that again!"

Rob had moved off the bed and he stood at the edge of the mattress, his dick a throbbing rod of steel as he smiled down at her. "You are such a bad girl," he joked. Grabbing her legs he pulled her into position. The bed was just the right height and he slid back into her at the perfect angle. His stance on the floor gave him better traction than had his knees on the bed and he used it. 

"Oh, yes," Erin exclaimed as she felt the results of his new position. Her legs went around his waist and she locked her ankles behind him. "I'll beg if you want me to," she admitted.

"No need, Baby," he said as he bent forward and sucked one exquisite breast into his mouth. He moved in hard deep thrusts and she whimpered appreciatively. Her back arched and he slipped his arm behind her. He released her tit and it popped from his mouth in a wet plop the nipple hard and pink and he promised himself he would return to them later. "Hang on, Baby," he warned her. "I'm about to fuck you good."

She was going to reply but found all ability to speak was gone. He had tightened the grip of his arm around her waist and he plunged into her with frantic need. He was so hard and he drove so deep that she could only cry out in incoherent encouragement. He felt her tightening around him and he grunted with the need to watch her come apart because of him. His movement became even more demanding and she bucked into each thrust in desperation. 

Erin's orgasm threatened to incapacitate her. It rolled through her like a freight train and she wailed as the release took her. She couldn't think, she couldn't breathe, she could only ride the pleasure he gave her and gasp for breath. 

Rob didn't cease his movements. He continued to bang deep into her as she climaxed. "We aren't done, Baby," he warned her. 

Erin whimpered and nodded as she felt it coming again. Rob's balls dripped with the damp results of her first orgasm, but he had found the right spot and the slick way he moved into her wasn't enough to slow what was happening. She gasped with each stroke as his dick caressed her and she knew it would happen soon. 

Rob withdrew his arm from behind her and grabbed her by the hips. He could feel her nearing the second release and he wanted to be ready. As he heard her moan his name he growled with hunger and increased his tempo cranking into her with rapid fire movement as her second release shattered through her. The complete abandon with which he slammed into her was all it took and he exploded. His back arched and he pulled her hips tightly against his as if he wanted to make certain not one drop of his seed escaped her. 

Sweating and panting from his exertions he pulled out and collapsed onto the bed next to her. Erin rolled to him and hooked one leg over his hip. "Thank you," she said gratefully. "That was perfect."

He chuckled and pulled her close still trying to catch his breath. "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

Erin snuggled against him and checked the time. "We have one hour and forty-two minutes," she observed. "How soon can we do that again?"

He laughed. "Give me a few minutes."

They lay together, touching, kissing in lazy enjoyment of the release they have found. After a few minutes Erin's body began to cool and she sat up and stretched languidly. Rob watched her and as her arms slowly dropped back to her side he reached up to gently caress her tits. Erin smiled down at him enjoying the soft look in his eyes as he touched her. "Mmmm," she breathed as his touch pleased her. "That feels good." His eyes darted to her face and she smirked. "You like them don't you?"

Rob nodded. "You know I do." He was using two hands now, fondling her chest with slow gentle strokes of his hands, kneading the heavy globes with gentle squeezes, toying with the nipples until they were hard and puckered beneath his thumbs. "They are always spectacular," he told her in a husky voice. "But when you are pregnant I can't believe how perfect they are."

Erin snorted fondly. "You just like that they are even bigger."

Rob scooted more fully onto the bed and pulled her with him. Rolling over he pressed her onto her back. "No," he answered shaking his head. "That's not it." Erin's eyebrow arched and he chuckled. "Ok, it's part of it. They are normally perfect, more than a handful, more than a mouthful, perfect but I'll admit having them plump up like this is enjoyable." He couldn't talk about them and not touch them and he trailed one finger over and around them alternating his touch in equal appreciation. "I love it when you are pregnant," he admitted. "I love that your breasts swell, I love that you glow with this..." he paused looking for the right word. "this vitality," he finally offered. He gazed down on her seeing exactly what he meant but unable to clearly express it. "You just look so fucking ripe," he finished. 

"I did this to you," he said with a tiny smile of satisfaction as he stroked her abdomen and thought about the child inside. "You are mine and I know you look this way because you are carrying my baby. I see that and it's such a turn on." He lay down next to her and she melted into his arms. "I love you so much, Erin," he whispered.

Erin felt tears stinging her eyes as she reacted to his words. Cursing the hormones that he had just praised she pressed her lips to his and kissed him softly hoping to prove that she loved him too. 

The kiss was soft and long and it led to another and then another. He continued to caress her body with the same loving awe he had used to describe her and she felt warm just from his touch. He was growing excited, she could feel him hardening as he lay against her leg and she reached down to touch his cock. 

Rob sighed appreciatively. "Baby, you have magic fingers," he complimented.

"I do know a few tricks," she teased. Rob chuckled darkly as she moved over him trailing kisses until she reached her target. He was firm but not yet hard and she sucked him into her mouth intent on making him so. She had said it before she would say it again; she loved sucking his dick. He made the most amazing sounds when she did it as if she was giving him the best sensation he had ever felt. She would suck and lick and squeeze him and he would sound so goddamn happy. 

He was doing it now. Moaning encouragement as she worked him and he grew hard and long in her mouth. She let him pop free and marveled at the change. When she had begun he had laid a half stiffened log against his leg and now he was a towering rod of soft warm steel. It made her wet to see how ready he was. She kissed the head and he moaned again. "Get comfortable on the pillows," she told him rolling away.

Rob cocked an eyebrow in surprise but willingly did as he was ordered. "What are we doing?" he asked as he settled against the headboard in pillowed comfort. 

"That is an impressive erection," Erin complimented him leaning down to pull him back into her mouth. 

"It's all for you, Baby," he said bending his arm behind his head and watching her with a roguish smile. 

"I was really hoping you would say that," she said flashing him a smile. She bobbed over him with enthusiasm making him moan all over again and then suddenly released him. Rob made a sound of regret and he twitched longingly. Grinning Erin crawled her way toward him. "Patience," she said tapping his straining cock playfully. She straddled his hips and hovered over him. He placed his hands on her hips and tried to guide her onto his cock, but she resisted. 

"Baby, don't tease me," he growled. 

"Oh, I'm not teasing," she promised. 

She rubbed her wet folds over the tip of his dick and they both gave a growl. Responding to both their desire Erin settled onto him in a slow descent that left them both panting. "Shit, Baby," Rob laughed. "Don't ever tease me, because if this isn't it I can't take it."

She grinned her own version of a cocky grin and began to rock against him. "Mmmh," she moaned. "That feels good."

"Hell yeah it does," Rob agreed closing his eyes and letting her have complete control. 

"Rob, open your eyes," she called to him.

His breath caught in his throat at the sight he saw as he followed her command. She sat upright on him her hips working as she lifted herself up and then dropped back down. She slid over his cock in warm wet ecstasy and it felt amazing. But what held his undivided attention was the way she was touching herself. Her hands toyed with her tits just as he had moments earlier. She fondled herself and when she was certain that he was watching she closed her eyes and her head dropped back in enjoyment. 

"Damn you are unbelievable," he breathed. He was desperate to touch her and his hands slid slowly up her thighs. "Do you like touching yourself, Baby?" he asked as he caressed her hips.

"Mm-hmm," Erin moaned in agreement. 

"Does it feel good?"

"Yesss," she purred. 

"How about this?" he asked as he slipped his hand around her and thumbed her clit, "Does this feel good." She gasped and he increased the pressure.

Erin cried out and bucked over him in reaction as he sent flames of pleasure flaring through her. "Holy fuck," she panted as she dropped to the bed catching herself with one arm on either side of his head. "Baby that felt good," she assured him. 

Rob laughed and rolled them over. He stroked into her in a slow sensual movement taking his time so that they could feel every inch of the connection as he slid deep into her. "What feels better," he asked playfully. "When you play with yourself or when I do this?" He lowered his head and twirled his tongue over one hard pink nipple. 

"Oh! You! It feels better...oh...it feels better when you do it." She moved beneath him matching his movements, helping him as they both felt the tension building. Her fingers fisted in his hair as he continued to suck and nip and lick her breasts. Her back arched in pleasure as he withdrew and then her pelvis thrust forward to meet his advance. 

"Please, don't stop," she pleaded as he continued to move them toward the heights. 

He lifted his head and rested on the pillow so that his forehead brushed her neck and his teeth sank gently into her shoulder. "Never," he promised breathlessly as he kissed the bite away. "I can never stop. You are perfect."

He continued to move inside her and she felt an overwhelming need to express how deeply her heart responded to him. "I love you," she whispered in his ear. He turned his head and she claimed his mouth kissing him with a tenderness that could only hint at the immensity of what she was feeling.

Their movements slowed to a rhythm more of the heart than lust and they whispered words of truth. 

"I love you."

"Can't live without you."

"Need you."

"Perfect"

"Mine"

The tears and the pleasure came as one and she let herself fall apart for him. Rob felt it happening and he followed her. Together they crested and together they shattered.

Ten minutes later they still lay tangled, their bodies still merged as Rob softened inside her. He had rolled them to their side so he would not crush her but that was as far as they had been able to move. Exhausted more by the emotional release than the physical they dozed.

"Rob," she called without raising her head from his chest.

"Hm?" He was stroking her back in long slow movements that soothed him as much as her. 

"We can't go to sleep," she reminded him. 

"I know."

"We have to get Hank."

"I know."

She could tell he was dangerously close to sleep and she forced herself to move. "Come on," she coaxed. "I don't want to be the last parent to arrive, it will worry him."

It took a few moments to dress because they frequently stopped to kiss or touch or offer some little sweetness to extend the intimacy of their time alone. When they did finally reach the activity room they found Hank and two other boys building a picture frame from popsicle sticks. 

"Hi!" the boy greeted them. "Look Mommy, I made it!"

"Very nice," Erin said approvingly. 

"It's for you," Hank said handing her the construction still sticky with wet glue. Erin took the treasure and Rob scooped up the three-year-old. 

"Did you have a fun time, Hammer?" he asked.

"Yep!"

"What did you do?" Rob asked as they headed for the exit. 

"We played red light!" 

"You did? I love that game!" Rob gushed.

Hank's face creased in a frown as they waited for the elevator. "What did you do Daddy?"

"I spent time with Mommy," Rob said tickling Hank's ribs. 

"Did you have fun, Mommy?"

"I did," Erin answered and Rob's eyes sparkled as she met his soft gaze. "Your daddy is lots of fun."

Chapter 8

"Mommy! Watch me!"

Erin looked up from the book she was reading and smiled. Hank was standing on Matthew's knee board and his brother was pushing him along the edge of the beach the board gliding on the thin layer of surf below him. "Very impressive," she called to him. "Be careful!" she added as he wobbled wildly.

"He's ok," Rob chuckled.

Erin's eyes followed the boys and she flinched as Hank again nearly fell. 

"It's sand, Baby," Rob noted with humor. "If he falls it's not going to hurt."

Erin had to admit the truth of that statement and she tried to relax. Rob noted her effort and scooted over until he was sitting behind her on their blanket. He pulled her back to recline against his chest and wrapped his legs around her. Erin relaxed into him and laced her fingers with his. "I enjoy sitting with you like this," she told him. "But given my recent problem I may regret it."

"Oh, Baby," he whined playfully his nose rubbing over the arch of her ear. "Don't say that."

"Regret may be too strong a word," she admitted. "But it's guaranteed to produce a need not easily quelled until tonight."

"I had to quell a little something this morning," he admitted with a husky whisper in her ear.

"I missed it?" she pouted.

He chuckled and began to nibble her neck as he told her about it. "I thought it was a regular morning stiffy, but it refused to go away. Probably because I was in the shower and all I could think about was yesterday and how amazing you have been this whole week. I thought about you on your knees sucking me and before I knew it I had a massive hard on. So, I just soaped up and replayed every incredible moment of this vacation." His fingers traced the edge of her bikini bottom and he sucked on her neck. "I have to tell you, Baby. You are almost as hot in my imagination as you are in reality."


"That's not fair, Rob," she complained. "And why did you tell me. All you have done is made me horny and jealous."

He laughed and hugged her closer. "What are you jealous of, my hand?"

"Yes!"

Rob was still laughing as he pulled her over his hip and laid her back on the blanket. She grabbed his shoulder and pulled him down on top of her before demanding a kiss. "You owe me," she scolded.

"Where do I pay?" he asked eagerly.

"Dad!" They looked up to find the boys walking toward them. "Can I take him down to the bar for a drink?" Matthew asked pointing to the beachside bar.

"No booze," Rob teased handing him some cash.

"Just a couple brewskies," Matthew shot back, "No hard stuff."

"Funny," Rob said. He gave his eldest a stern look. "Don't let him out of your sight."

"It's right there, like fifty yards away," Matthew said but he took Hank's hand to show he took the warning seriously. 

"Hank, hold Matthew's hand and don't give him any trouble," Erin added. 

"Ok!" the little boy agreed looking up at his brother with adoration.

"Come on, Hammer," Matthew said gently pulling his baby brother into step. "I'm parched!"

"Yeah, parts," Hank tried to repeat.

Rob lay back and Erin snuggled into his embrace resting her head on his chest so she could watch the boys. "He's getting big," she noted as her eyes followed Hank.

"Which one?" Rob asked rhetorically. He slipped his fingers into her hair and let it slide over his hand in a cool electrifying sensation. "I am glad we will have another one soon," he admitted. "I miss having a baby around."

"It is rather pleasant," she agreed. The boys had paid for their drinks but had yet to return since Matthew was now talking with two girls. "Look at that!" Erin complained slapping Rob's stomach. 

"Ow! What!"

"Your hormonal son is using his baby brother to smack on girls!"

Rob laughed. "I think you mean 'mac' on girls. And I don't think anyone says that anymore."

"Whatever you call it, he took Hank with him for a drink just so those girls would remark on how cute he is and then Matthew would have a reason to speak with them!"

"Baby, I don't know what you want me to do, that's a time honored technique. I'm kind of proud he's learned it already."

She glared at him and he tweaked her nose. "Think of all the action he will score when the new baby is here!" he teased. Her glare intensified and she twisted his right nipple in retaliation. "Ow! Baby!" he cried as he grabbed her hand. Smiling he rolled her onto her back and trapped her beneath him. "Play nice," he warned. "I was only kidding."

"I think that's two you owe me," she declared. He kissed her to show his acceptance of her terms. 

"We're back!" Hank announced as he knelt on the blanket next to them. He took a sip from the bottle of water Matthew had purchased for him and gave his parents a look that Rob recognized. He was studying them. "What are you doing?" he asked. 

"I was telling Mommy that I can make a better sand castle than she can," Rob said smirking at Erin.




Vacation



I couldn't believe it. I simply couldn't believe it. Alison and I had been married six months. Life was almost too good to be true. We had our MBA's. We'd received huge bonuses and were working on trading desks at two of the largest firms in the world. And we had bought our hideaway. Not some trophy case in the Hamptons, mind you, but an A-frame in the mountains - with a trout stream, near skiing, and away from all of civilization, so that we could spend our time there naked and fucking. Which we did. Every weekend - when we could. Naked. Fucking. Like animals. Until our jobs came along, and suddenly we met for pasta and cereal, at breakfast and dinner.

And, again, until Alison and her brilliant idea came along. "Honey, I really think our moms should get to know one another," she said over breakfast in bed one morning in July. I put aside my Total. I knew this was a bad idea. My mom and Alison's were cut of the same cloth. Indeed, so were Alison and I. We were both raised by our moms after our dads had fled, and our moms both turned out to be wildly successful traders - Mine in NY in the bond business, Alison's in Chicago in the trading pits. Somehow, Alison and I met at Tuck, and we fucked our way through B-school.

This could not be good. "Sweetie," I pleaded, "we never have any time alone. And our moms can't help but be competitive. And worst of all," I added, "the walls will have ears."

"Honey, I have it all planned." Alison planted a big wet smooch on me, one wet enough to leave me bewildered. "I guarantee this is going to be the week of your life."

We had one week off together. And our week was going to be with our mothers.

It was the week before Labor Day weekend. Our intention had been to stretch the week out. Alison and I drove our mothers - Leslie, her mom, and Kathryn, mine - up to the fuckfest house, as I liked to call it when Alison and I were there alone. Not much was said on the ride up. Leslie was tired from her flight and sat stonefaced, her red hair, the same color as Alison's, perfect and unmoving. Likewise, Kathryn, a New York suburban bottle blonde of fifty years, was unresponsive to conversation and reading the Journal. I was steeling myself. However, as I pulled into the driveway, Alison flipped her gorgeous head of red hair, squeezed my groin and said, "Trust me. You've always wanted to watch me eat pussy, haven't you? Now's your chance." I was now officially flummoxed.

When we arrived inside, we ordered a pizza, ate it, and turned in. In bed, Alison forced my head between her thighs, yelling, " suck my cunt; Jesus, my clit; suck it, suck it." As is our custom, I did as I was told, languishing in her totally beautiful, red furred pussy. For good measure, and because I loved to do it, I tongued her fuckhole like a loyal pup. Alison almost smothered me as she came all over my face. We curled up and cuddled as we fell asleep. 

The next morning, Alison sent me out to a "local" bakery eight miles away for croissants and Danish. When I returned, the coffee was made, and we sat down with our moms to a quiet breakfast. Sunday morning was evolving uneventfully. It must have been 10:30 or 11:00 when Alison announced, "Ladies, in this house, we brunch. Which means Bloody Marys or screwdrivers. I'm taking orders." Astoundingly, Kathryn spoke up first. 

"Finally," she said. "An ice breaker. Make it a screwdriver. And don't waste any unnecessary orange juice."

Leslie looked at my mom. "Bloody Mary. Extra vodka. Extra tobasco." 

Alison made the drinks. She knew I loved Bloody Marys, and made mine especially strong. She had a screwdriver. I wondered how strong the other drinks were. It didn't take me long to find out.

"Allie, honey, I have a question - I hope it's not too personal," Leslie said. At that moment, as I awaited a freshening of my own drink, I looked at Leslie - and, guiltily, my own mother - and realized they were both attractively dressed in the same manner. Each wore shorts and tank tops, and, for the first time in my mother's life, as far as I could recall, no bras to reveal large, pendulous breasts. My mom, Kathryn, smirked as Leslie asked the question.

"What is it?" Alison asked.

"Well, last night, I couldn't help but overhear you two. And frankly, you were screaming like a banshee, Allie," Leslie stated in what I thought was an overblown Chicago accent. My mom giggled. "I'm sorry, I thought I was the only one who heard," she chimed in. 

"So what is it?" Leslie asked. "Is he a stud, or was he removing your appendix?"

At this point I must describe Alison. Demure, almost diminutive, and the most perfect body. Along with the greatest mind I've ever encountered. In short, if she hadn't married me, I would have volunteered to eat kibbles 'n bits in a corner of her kitchen just to be near her. I also knew that she knew my weak spots. I started to see what was coming.

"Well, if the truth be told, mommie dearest, Jack eats pussy. My pussy. Whenever and wherever I ask - or tell him to. What you heard last night was Jack eating my pussy. He does it all the time. And I don't even have to fuck him in return, although I do, because he has this curved dick that's great for slow doggy style fucking." Alison took a long sip of her screwdriver to measure the response of her audience.

I glanced to Leslie, who had a smile on her face and was licking tomato juice from her lips. I then looked toward my mom, and received a jolt. She was staring at me - at my groin, actually - and her nipples were standing perfectly erect through her tank top. What I hadn't realized was that while Alison was describing our night and relationship to our mothers, my cock had become stiff . It was impossible to hide in the gym shorts I was wearing.

Then Alison continued. "In fact, I can get Jack to eat my pussy any time, anywhere. Even in front of you two."

"I'm up for that," Leslie declared. "Kathryn, what about you? Wanna watch your son and my daughter?"

My mother's breathing was short. "It's their own business," she seemed to pant. 

Leslie retorted, "goddammit, Kathryn, I want to watch this, grab another drink and watch with me."

Alison strolled over to me. "You're going to eat my pussy." She ordered. I gasped, breathless. I couldn't refuse. She knew it. She undressed in front of me and was eventually naked, revealing the pussy I crave. Alison and I had cultivated and loved this pussy together. We took it to get waxed together, from a Brazilian woman in Soho. I would eat Alison there in the waxing salon, in our booth. This vision washed over me as Alison stripped in front of me and our mothers. I joined Alison and stripped down, not even caring about our audience.

Alison stripped. She lay spreadeagle on the sofa and was about to force my head into her crotch, when she said, "Wait. What's wrong with this picture?"

By this time I was insane. Wrong with what picture, honey? We were performing sexually for our mothers. I looked at Leslie. She was biting her lip. I looked then at Kathryn, my own mom. She was glaring. At me. At my cock.

"They have to be naked with us," Alison explained. "You undress your mom and I'll undress mine."

I need not tell you that undressing your mother prior to having sex with your wife is an event fraught with tension. Alison., as is her wont, added to that tension.

"Don't help her off with it, rip it from her," Alison remarked concerning my mom's top. Thinking of Alison's pussy and her pussy only, I shredded the tank top from my mom. She gasped, and continued to glare.

"Rip her fucking shorts off. Expose her," Alison sneered.

I did as I was told. When I reached my mom's panties, I gasped. Her pubic hair branched out from her panties. I was aghast. I slowly slid the panties down, discovering that they stuck to her labia as I pulled. Alison and Leslie remained breathless, watching behind me. I heard panting.

Eventually, I exposed a hairy - no, bushy - pussy. Mom had a thick, hairy, pussy, jet black in contrast to her bottle blonde hair. I was about to grasp the thick labia with my tongue before reality set in and I realized it was my mother. 

"Oh Jesus," Alison whispered, "isn't Kathryn one captivating slut, mom? Kath, you're so fucking hairy, and still your lips peek out. And that black pussy hair - it -it makes you look so slutty." Alison began running her fingers through my own mother's bush. I didn't know what to expect next.

"He's going to eat me now. Kiss him goodbye and wish him well, Kathryn, while I kiss my mom," Alison stated matter of factly. As Alison embraced Leslie, my mom drew me into her arms, grinded against me and snarled, "entertain me." I looked down. My stiff cock was against her tummy, my balls by her muff. The heat was indescribable. "Eat your wife's -- or should I say, that little slut's - pussy." Then she pressed her lips against mine, finally releasing me and turning me on my way. In the meantime, Alison laid a tease of a kiss on Leslie, who looked as if she was ready to rape both of us.

I began to kiss Alison's neck when she said, "Jack honey, I don't need foreplay. Just take me inside and eat me. Please." This was an easy request to honor, and we raced into our room. Alison flopped on the bed and spread her thighs, ordering, "eat me. Eat my fucking cunt. Eat my twat. NOW!"

This was, simply stated, what I lived for. I began to languidly stroke my tongue up and down the length of Alison's perfect vulva, biting my lip to avoid getting too carried away. As I did this I rubbed her labia with my thumb, eventually exposing her clitoris. Alison's breathing became uneven, and I noticed that our mothers had moved along either side of her. 

"Allie, honey, is this what you were talking about?" Leslie asked, stroking her daughter's -- and my wife's - hair as I ate her. Meanwhile, my mom sat on the other side of Alison, stroking and kissing her cheeks.

"Eat my fucking cunt, you horny fuck," Alison ordered through gritted teeth, and I knew what she wanted. I suddenly plunged my tongue inside her and twirled it around. Alison began to squeal. I glanced at both our mothers, who looked to be sweating, with erect nipples and exhausted breaths. Alison screeched and then screamed, "Eat me, God, Jack, you know what to do, please, make me come." She arched her back, and I knew our mothers were alarmed. I then quickly clamped down on her clit and gently sucked it between my lips as I took two, then three, fingers and jammed them in Alison's pussy. I found what I believed to be Allie's G-spot as I sucked harder and harder on her clit. Alison's back arched, she yelled, "Oh Jesus Christ, Oh Fuck, I'm coming, you're making my pussy crazy, Oh fuck," before she collapsed and began to sob.

I had experienced her sobbing cums before, but our mothers hadn't. My mother cupped Alison's chin in her hands and asked, " are you OK, sweetie? He's just a horny fuck. Relax. We love you." 

And then my mom kissed Allie, full on the lips. 

Leslie then fixed a steely glare on my still turgid cock. "How do you propose we satisfy the so-called horny fuck?" she asked.

"Fuck him." Alison ordered. It wasn't a "fuck him," as in "let's be rid of him," it was a "fuck him, " in terms of "fuck him."

1. Leslie was now brazenly fingering her pussy. "Do you want me to sit on your cock?" she asked me.

"If he doesn't let you sit on his cock, he isn't getting any pussy this week," Alison declared.

"You heard her. Give me your cock," Leslie shouted as she jumped on me. The feeling of her pussy - so moist, so hot, so, goddamn delectable, was beyond description. So was my mother's language. 

"You slut! You whore! This is your son! You crave his cock! And you want to steal him away from your daughter!

"Yess!" Leslie hissed. "But don't you want him too, you fucking slut whore? Don't you want your own son to fuck you? Don't lie, I saw you, I watched you. You want to fuck him, admit it!" As she screamed this, Leslie shook and came, once more solidifying Alison's theory that the person on top in a fuck session comes almost immediately.

The Kathryn broke down, "Shit, God, yes, I caught him fucking in Eleventh grade and I I've wanted him ever since, please, sweet Jesus, Leslie, let me get his cock - at least let me taste it!"

I flashed back. It must have been Jennifer Yu, the Chinese girl who was captain of the women's tennis team, who taught me the art of slam fucking. 

Kathryn was pushing Leslie off my cock. Alison intervened and pleaded, "Kath, hon, let me guide you. I assure you things will be okay."

My Mom asked, "My own son's wife is going to help me fuck him?"

"Yes," Alison replied. "Because I want your pussy as much as he does."



Vacation



I'm Emily and I love having sex and I want to share my sexual adventures. First let me tell you a little about my self, I'm 18 and have short brown hair and beautiful brown eyes. I have sexy 38DD tits that I love having played with, and I have a smooth pussy and legs that spread for hot guys. Here is my story, my friend takes me on a vacation all the time. This year seemed like every other year until I noticed these very handsome, well built men probably the ages of 22-34, around 8 of them, building a house right next to where I was staying. They caught my eyes with there huge muscles glistening from sweat from being out in the summer heat.

So as the days passed I became more and more curious as to what it would be like to have some fun with them. A few days into my vacation I was sitting out on the balcony where I had a great view of them. I worked up the courage to get their attention and once I did I flashed them my double d boobs and their eyes went wide obviously wanting more so I sat down on the chair spreading my legs and started rubbing my pussy focusing mainly on my clit and then slowly started fingering my pussy building up speed. I looked over at the men to see them staring in awe. I rubbed my bare breasts as I fingered myself until I came and my body shook with ecstasy as I hit a climax and I came all over my hand. I looked at the men and licked my fingers clean of my pussy juice and walked back inside telling them maybe if they are lucky they will get a show tomorrow.

The next day I came out on the balcony to see them all watching for me eagerly wanting more. So I came out and I slowly started stripping for them teasing pulling up my shirt just under my huge breasts making them want to rip my shirt off to see more and I pulled off my shorts just about the same way leaving it just above my clit until I pulled off my clothes completely and sat back down and I spread my legs so they could see my smooth pussy again and immediately started fingering myself as I was already soaking wet from thinking about the men. The men watched me again as their cocks went up in their pants. I came again my body shaking with pure pleasure of cuming. Again I licked my fingers clean of my pussy juice and as I was walking back inside I told them I would come down to see them tomorrow.

I came down to the house they were building the next day and they all seemed very happy to see me and they pulled me inside the house an started pulling off my clothes and kissing me all over until I was completely naked. I turned to one of them and I pulled his cock out of his pants while I looked up at him and I slowly stuck his rock hard cock in my mouth. He wasted no time and started nailing my mouth with his hard cock pulling my hair and as he was nailing my face I felt hands on my hips pull me up and felt someone spit on my tight asshole and slowly start to force his cock in my ass. I spread my legs and I felt another guy go under my and start to lick and finger my pussy driving me wild. He focused on my clit rubbing just so much to fill my body with pleasure.

They guy fucking my face came and I looked up at him as I swallowed his hot cum. Then the next guy walked up and I started sucking him off. My tongue swirling around his cock. As i was doing that I felt the guy on my ass cum on my asshole as the next guy walked up and started fucking my ass as hard as he could. I could barely handle it. My body was shaking as I start to cum having all these men on my body. As I came both the guys fucking my ass and mouth came their hot cum filling me. I then finished the other men by sucking them off my mouth filling with cum as I swallowed it willingly. I looked up at all the men once we all had been satisfied and I told them maybe if you are lucky i will come back tomorrow and I winked and put on my clothes and left.

The next day I came down again and they wasted no time in taking off my clothes and whipping out their cocks. One of the men laid down and had my lower my pussy on his face so he could lick his tongue on my pussy getting me nice and wet and once he had done that he sat me up and lowered my tight smooth pussy down on his thick cock. One of the other men bent me over and he started fucking my ass and another man came in front of me and started fucking my face so all my holes were filled.

Then two men walked up on both sides of me and I gave them hand jobs. Rubbing up and down on their big cocks. Once they had fucked me good and hard i came hard again my body shaking under their strong grip. They came all over my body, on my face, on my tits, and on my ass. Then they all switched places to fuck me again and I being exhausted kept on getting fucked and fucked again swallowing more and more hot cum until everyone was completely satisfied. I put on my clothes and turned to them maybe I will come again tomorrow if you are lucky. I walked off, barely able to walk, from such a good hard fuck.

The next day I came out on my balcony and I got the men's attention and I teased them again slowly taking off my clothes And again sitting down and playing with m pussy and stopping right before I was about to cum. I was barely able to stop my pussy needing to cum. I started to walk back inside and I told them I will come down later today for the last time. Later that day I met up with them and they quickly wasted no time in ripping off all my clothes knowing it was my last day to see them and hands were all over my body pinching my nipples and rubbing my pussy and Making me all wet also still horny from earlier. One of the men came up behind me and started fucking my pussy till he pulled out and turned me around and came in my mouth.

The next man came up behind me and started pounding my ass hard and quickly turned me around and came in my mouth so I swallowed his hot load too. The next man came up and started fucking my mouth till he came down my throat. Then two of the men came up one started nailing my ass the other my mouth and I could barely handle it anymore as my body shook with orgasms. It was a long filled orgasm my body becoming exhausted after and then both my mouth and ass were filled with hot cum.

Then two more men came up and had me sit my ass on his cock and then I leaned back into him as the next man started to fit his huge cock in my ass too. He could only mange a little bit of his cock in my tight asshole, even tighter with the other cock in it but it brought me to another orgasm making me scream in pleasure. Then another guy came up and started fucking my throat and one of the guys pulled out of my ass and started fucking my pussy and then he pulled out and came on my pussy and I felt more cum fill my ass and even more cum slide down my throat. I lay there exhausted from such a good hard fuck covered in cum. I rub the cum on me looking at them lustfully and start fingering my pussy.

I looked up at them, "please fuck me again I'm so horny." The men smiled at me and fucked me harder than ever before filling all my holes with big cock fucking me til each had cum again and my body shook from such a hard orgasm rushing through my body. Then one of the men had me sit my pussy down on his cock and another one of the men tried to stuff his cock in my pussy too but I was too tight but them trying made me orgasm hard again. After all that we layed there tired from such a good fuck. I gave the men my number and told them if they were ever in my area to hit me up for some fun. I left knowing this was the best vacation I have ever had.



Vacation



Summer was hitting everyone particularly hard this year. Several times had the thermometer topped 110 which was uncharacteristically high for the particularly region. Clothing had become more and more optional all throughout the city and not always for the better. No one said anything though too busy fighting the heat themselves to worry about others. Stephanie was driving home from running her errands, just finishing her last stop at the dry cleaners. How they could handle to work in that near sweat shop was beyond her, but she was glad they were doing it and not her. She turned the corner and preceded down Brown Street, her friend Anna lived there, A beautiful Italian woman with just the most luscious breasts ever. Stephanie and her husband had taken many trips over the years with Anna and Mitch but nothing ever resulted of it. Sure there had been tons of innocent flirting and the occasional glance but it never went further than that.

Almost as an afterthought, a last minute decision she decided to pull into the driveway and pay Anna a visit, see how she was doing. With Sam on a business trip Stephanie was feeling a little lonely and felt that visiting a dear friend would help perk her up. She rang and no one came to answer the door. Someone was home as the car was in the driveway and both Anna and Mitch were notorious for not going anywhere unless they were driving. It had been a long standing joke that Mitch was known for taking the car to the end of the driveway to check the mail. She rang once more and waited a few minutes before heading into the yard hoping to see them in back having a burger or something.

The yard was large, spacious, almost secluded from the other yards with the high fence and wooded area just beyond the back part of it. Only two neighbors flanked them, one was an old lady who was a shut in, the other was never home, he had a job for the government and somehow managed to work seventy three hours a day. Mitch was in back lying down upon a lawn chair, towel over his lower half, upper half completely naked, sunbathing. 

"Anna home?"

"Mitch. Is Anna home?"

Mitch looked up from his relaxing pose and noticed Stephanie standing a few feet away. She looked good as ever. He noticed her feet, only sandles, god he loved her feet and so many times had wished that Anna had feet that looked that good. But Anna had other strengths and he was more than a happy man.

"Sorry, no, she's on a cruise with her old alma matter, Go Tri-sluts"

In college Anna had been part of Pie Pie Pie, how the school approved such a name no one knew, but just the name was enough to get so many people's imaginations running on what the sorority was really all about; and the girls didn't work hard to change perspectives either. Stephanie herself had declined the invitation to join saying that it would only serve as a distraction and she needed to focus. Two degrees later and a job at one of the most elite law firms in the city had definitely rewarded her decision.

"Dan's out of town again I heard leaving just the two of us to hold down the forts. Why don't you join me?"

"Sorry, no suit"

"I won't look"

Stephanie thought about it for a while, they had all been to Europe together where it was customary to swim topless to Mitch had seen breasts before but it was still inappropriate, especially considering the situation with both of their spouses out of town for the foreseeable future. She began to walk away then decided against it.

"No peeking"

He turned his head away and she removed her clothing, keeping just her panties on but even those were practically see through choosing to wear her sheerest pair just to help a little against the heat. She lay down on her stomach choosing one of the other lawn chairs and rested her head upon the cushion tilting it to face Mitch so they could chat. The conversation was pleasant enough, mostly idle chat about how Anna and Sam were doing. What their plans were. Ideas for the next group vacation, probably South America this time, both Stephanie and Anna had been hinting rather strongly about wanting to see the Mayan temples. An hour passed before either of them even knew it and the timer Mitch had set rang loudly.

"Time's up. Can't stay out too long."

He tossed her a towel and headed inside. She followed and went upstairs straight to the guest bathroom and decided to take a shower to clean off all the sweat. She knew Sam wouldn't mind so she didn't ask. Getting out she went to grab her clothes and cursed beneath her breath that she had forgotten them outside on the small table. She wrapped the towel around her body as well as she could and headed down the stairs to retrieve her clothing. When she got down she noticed Sam lying down on the couch with his towel still watching television.

"Going to get my clothed, want something to eat on my way back" She asked.

"Your clothes are in the wash, sorry, seems they got dirty outside. But ya sure, I'd love a sandwich; Provolone, turkey and mayo, bottom shelf."

She leaned over and took the food off the bottom shelf, Sam couldn't resist a peek as bent over the towel his nothing and he could clearly see her pussy and her ass. He stared down at her feet as well, freshly cleaned, washed, and beautiful. Eventually she made her way to the couch and had him scoot over a little as she handed him his sandwich. She put her feet up on the couch and placed them on top of Sam's lap. 

"Hope you don't mind" She said and then laughed to herself.

As the two of them sat on the couch eating their sandwiches and watching some documentary on the possibilities of a third world war and what would happen globally should there be one they spoke little. More than once Stephanie's towel had opened up when she bent over to get her glass and sip some wine or when she just yawned and stretched. Each time she had to excuse herself, slightly embarrassed at having flashed Mitch, and quickly refasten the towel.

Sam placed his hands on Stephanie's feet and began to massage them. Feeling each and every toe with his fingertips, touching the soles of her newly cleaned feet and admiring just how cute each individual toe was. More than once his mind raced with ideas of massaging them, licking them, even fucking them. Stephanie reclined herself slightly and let him massage her, allowing the calm relaxing feeling take over her body. The towel loosened once more but she didn't care, rather she didn't even think about it, focusing entirely on letting all tension go. Sam kept rubbing her feet, noticing the ever widening gap of the towel as more and more of Stephanie's flesh was exposed. Her welcoming 36D breasts, the near flat of her stomach with just a few curves to accentuate her figure, her slightly wet slit still not completely dry from the shower. He could feel his erection grow but instead focused on massaging her feet and feeling 

Neither was sure how it started, what had led to this point though the near full bottle of wine they had consumed certainly a contributor. 

"You like my feet don't you?"

The question took Mitch off guard momentarily but there was no sense lying about it.

"Yes I do. I have a thing for feet and well I've always found your to be exquisite. I know it's weird."

Stephanie giggled the kind of giggle that you can't help but be attracted to. "No I don't find it weird at all. I knew you liked my feet, Anna had mentioned it before. I just never knew how much." As she said the last words she ran her left foot over the towel and the noticeable erecting cock beneath it. She slid her right hand under the towel casually and let the bare sole of her foot touch the flesh of his manhood, running her toes along it and teasing his balls. 

His body reacted reflexively as a droplet of precum flowed out and touched her foot. She noticed it as she grinned at him. She lifted her left foot again signalling for him to continue massaging it. He obeyed. Rather he welcomed the chance to keep rubbing her left foot as her right foot rubbed him. His lips kissed the bi toe, taking it in just a little suckling it. She moved her hand down and spread the towel out completely. He admired her form so much, taking in full view of everything. Her long brown hair that dropped to just below her mid back, her full chest, her near shaven slit with just a small patch to show womanhood. His cock swelled to full length as she masterfully rubbed it with her foot, she had done this before, many times before he could tell.

"Grower not a shower huh."

He blushed slightly understanding the full meaning of her words. Normally he was quite small and had often been mistaken to be below average length. In reality however, when truly aroused he grew to just over 9" in length and thick, something that had always pleased the ladies and certainly Anna time and again. Stephanie kicked her right foot and tossed the towel covering Mitch to the ground getting a full view of his massive cock, rivaling Sam's, standing at full attention being coaxed by her foot. Mitch's hands and lips kept touching her left foot, caressing it, suckling it. God that felt good.

"Stop a sec"

He looked at her puzzled but listened to her request. She placed both of her feet on his shaft, one on each side, simulating two hands taking a firm hold of his cock. She then brought both of her hands down to her sex, two fingers rubbing her slit and slowly making their way in, the other hand palm and fingers grinding against her clit and an inch above.

"Let's see if I can make us both cum at the same time."

Mitch's head began spinning at how turned on he was. Certainly Anna and he had played around before with foot fucking and massaging but never had they tried this. Not through fear just never thought of it before. He looked at her and watched her begin to touch herself. To rub her slit, her pussy. He saw the juices flow from her and begin to coat her fingers calling out primitively for her to explore more. Her feet curled themselves around his shaft and began to rise up and down pumping his cock. It felt good. Both of them writhed in pleasure she Stephanie focused on their arousal. A third finger slid into her cunt as her feet pumped his hard cock ever more. Finally he couldn't take it anymore as He arched his back completely his hot semen shooting forth, pouring out over the flesh of his cock and coating her feet. She screamed in response to his reaction and climaxed herself as wave after wave of pure bliss overtook her. She screamer louder as another wave, more powerful than the first came over her. She didn't slow down or stop but instead kept pressing her fingers into her slit. "Watch me" she pleased to Mitch still stroking his cock with her feet; her now cum covered feet, adding extra lubrication to the mix. He couldn't stand it anymore and tossed her feet aside. He grabbed her by the hands and forced her hands above her head holding them there as he plunged his still rock hard cock into her cunt hole. She screamed as the he thrust into her. Hurriedly he rubbed his cum off of her toes and began to suckle on them. He still tasted himself a little but the arousal overcame any preconceived notions he had. He kissed her feet, sucked on the toes, licking between the little digits. He worshipped them for having made him cum so hard. He thanked them for giving him so much pleasure. He kissed each toe in turn with every thrust he made into her hole.

"God yes, please fuck me."

He quickened his pace as he rammed into her harder with every thrust. His balls slammed against the opening to her ass. He felt it open and close needy. He knew she wanted him to drill her there too; or rather her body was open to the idea. He didn't slow. He went faster and faster with his hips as the couched made noises from the hard rocking. He kissed her feet even more and began to suck on her big toe specifically, fixating on it, almost giving it a blowjob somehow wanting it to explode. He swirled his tongue around it as he kept suckling on it. His fingers rubbed her other toes, the soles of her foot, the arch and her ankles. No longer could he resist, could he hold himself back. He climaxed once more, harder than the first time, this time straight into her womanhood filling her. He pulled out and watched the cum ooze out of her sex.

Her hunger wasn't satiated as she pushed him onto his back and began to ride him. She arched herself back, her head at his feet lying near flat so her feet were at his head in turn. She straddled him more shoving her feet into his face, her toes into his mouth. She fucked his mouth with her feet as she fucked him with her cunt. She came again and again, unable to keep count as she rode him hard. Finally, after countless times she collapsed onto her back, breathing heavy as he continued to just kiss her feet and caress them gently.

"Wow" She said, softly, lying down.



Vacation



We were on vacation a couple weeks ago in Europe and decided to stay in a small village in southern France for a few days. One morning Jeff suggested we head down to the local marker and pick up some food for a picnic.

While shopping we noticed a local scoter rental place Jeff instantly wanted to rent one and go for a drive off the major route to visit a small winery in the area. I was not sure what do as it was warm and I had on an 'A' line sundress one with thin shoulder straps that tied and no bra as I did not want a lot of tan lines on my shoulders. 

I said to him it could be a problem driving and I wanted to go back and change but he reassured me all would be fine as I would be on the back of the scooter I could tuck my dress between my legs and that would stop it from flying up. I agreed and off we went on out escapade. 

After about a 45min we arrived at the winery and being mid-week there was no one else on the tour. The owners introduced themselves to us as Eric and Rita and said how they were from Denmark originally. Rita was about 5'8 blond and very fit looking, very much like a Scandinavian model, while Eric was towered above my 5'4″ he must have been at least 6'7 but very handsome for an older guy.

As the tour was finishing Rita asked if we would care to join them for lunch in the small restaurant attached to the winery, we said that would be nice and as we were eating lunch Eric said how I reminded him so much of his first love who was killed in an accident while he was away from home during the war, we joked that maybe I was a reincarnation of her and was here to revisit him. 

As we ate lunch the wine was flowing quite freely and Jeff said how he should not have any more to drink as he was driving, Rita said how she also should stop as she was manager for the day and Eric had the day off. I did not notice it at the time but my glass was always being refilled by Eric or Rita and before long I was feeling a bit tipsy. 

Rita was laughing a lot and I was sure she was flirting with Jeff then she said how she missed her youth and how nice I looked, Jeff began complimenting her and said how nice she looked also.

As we were finishing our lunch, Rita said how she needed some air and got up to go for a walk in the gardens and asking Jeff to accompany her. I looked at Jeff and said it was "no problem with me" and he said "sure he would be happy walk with her". No sooner had they left conversation again turned to how nice I looked. 

Here I was sitting with this older man and talking about how good I looked when I felt Eric's hand brush against my leg, thinking it was an accident I said nothing, then I felt his hand on my knee, again I said nothing, then Eric openly placed his hand on my knee. Being so relaxed said nothing, and I felt him gently part my knees, and begin to move his hand up my legs to my thong. Slowly he moved it to one said and feeling me up.

Then Eric bent over and with his free hand he pulled on the bow of my shoulder strap causing the front to fall away, repeating it with the other strap and my dress dropped completely from my shoulders exposing my small breasts to him. 

Cupping my breast Eric said how beautiful my tits were and how hard my nipple was. Then taking my nipple between his thumb and forefinger he began pinching on it. I let out a whimper as I felt Eric remove his hand from my crotch and guide my hand in turn to the zipper of his pants.

I unzipped and pulled out his long thin cock and then he began moving my hand up and down on his shaft. Eric told me to stand up and as I did my dress fell completely off and down around my ankles leaving me standing in front of him with only my thong and heals on.

Leaning over he placed one of his fingers between my legs and commented on how damp my panties were, and then moving them to the side again he slid his finger along my vagina slowly parting my lips then he slid his finger into me. 

Removing it, he raised it to his lips and said how nice I smiled then placing it in his mouth he said how sweet I tasted. Eric stood and pushed his pants and underwear down then stepping out of them and moved behind me. I felt his hands on my hips then he slowly slid my thong down my thighs and down my legs. Taking our glasses he had me step out of my thong as he began walking me toward the door and out into the garden.

It was very bright and warm compared to inside and in one corner there was a green shaded area with red and green grapes hanging from vines, as I overlooked a low fence I could see rows of grape vines and between one of them Jeff and Rita walking in the distance further down the hillside.

As I was guided over to the garden area I was aware how the Eric had his hand on my bum and how he was sliding it up and down as we moved. Suddenly Eric laid his glass down on a small table taking mine and placing it beside his he turned me to face him and gently he pushed my head down towards his large circumcised dick. 

Bending me over slightly I opened my mouth took the head of his dick into me. Soon Eric's cock was being driven into my mouth. As I began to gag and I lifted my head from his cock, Eric turned me around and pushed his cock deep into me in one full thrust he shoved his cock to the hilt. God it must have been 10″ and then I felt his balls slapping against my bum. Eric continued thrusting his dick deep inside me for at least 5 min then I felt him explode. I could feel the head of his cock up inside the top of my womb and his warm cum spurt deep into me it felt so good.

After he pulled out he made me lick him clean, then he went and retrieved my sundress and thong. As I slipped it on, he asked if he could keep my thong as a reminder, and I said "yes", as Rita and Jeff returned from their walk. Jeff commented on how flush I looked, I noticed Eric hand Rita something and smiled. Not long after that Jeff said we should head back and we all got up embraced and said our goodbyes. When we reach town I had him drop me off at the hotel so I could shower while he returned the rental. We continued our vacation and to this day I have never told Jeff what had happened when he went for his walk.



Vacation



"Only three more months until vacation!" she exclaimed over her nightly glass of wine.

"You don't have to remind me, I can't wait" I replied, taking a sip of my ale. "If anything, I'm more excited than you are!"

She smiled at me, her green eyes twinkling. "You just can't wait for vacation sex!"

"Guilty as charged! The things I'm going to do to you..."

"Behave" she teased. "I'm going for the cultural education." 

"Not me," I said as I leered down at the ample cleavage on display in her low cut blouse. "I'm going to ogle you on the beach! Speaking of, did you know that Mallorca has a topless beach?"

There. I had finally come out and said it. I'd been building to this moment ever since the day we booked our hotel in Palma de Mallorca. You see, I've always had a fetish for seeing my blonde wife exposed and topless. Im my mind, her womanly, curvacious body was perfect. Not too tall, not too short, her short blonde hair accentuated her girl-next-door prettiness, while her hips made nice handholds. And her breasts, large and more than a handful, but still pert, and capped by tiny pink aureolas were the crowing jewel. I loved seeing them, and I got a special thrill when I even had the idea that someone else might view them as well. 

Not that we'd ever done much besides the occasional flash in a car ride, or a braless night out when we were far away from anywhere family or friends could see. But this was something different. Something new. Something ... beyond what she might have expected.

She looked at me, but didn't respond right away. What was probably less than a minute felt like an hour. Did she think I was a pervert? Did I go too far? "You would like that, wouldn't you" she said as she smirked at me. 

"Tell you what," I said. "I'll make you a deal. I'll go to the doctor if you'll give me a topless day at the beach."

I could tell she was considering it. After all, she'd been on me for over two years now to finally find a doctor and get a checkup. Finally, she looked at me, smiling, and said "What the hell. I won't know anyone there. You've got yourself a deal!"

***

Fast forward three months, and we are about to get off the plane for three days in Mallorca. I couldn't believe how beautiful the beaches here looked from the sky, white sand and clear water. But as we taxied to the gateway, I noticed that the skies had started to cloud up. By the time we got to a taxi, a slight drizzle had begun. When we checked into the hotel, it was a downpour. Although it was late afternoon, any topless time would have to wait. I just crossed my fingers that the rain would let up before tomorrow.

As we always do, we made the best of the situation. We boarded a bus and found a restaurant the concierge recommended. Although it looked like a hole in the wall, to this day it's still the best paella I've ever had. Then we walked the streets of Palma as the rains cleared up. We were having such a good time, just enjoying each others company. We stopped in too many bars to remember now, and tossed back too many drinks. We were just two twenty something American tourists in love, having the time of our life.

Finally we stumbled back to the hotel. As happens with a night of drinking, we'd gotten hungry. However, by this late hour the only place open was the hotel bar. A nice Greek bartender helped us get some appetizers despite our mangled Spanish, and we sat back to enjoy the food. After we ate, we each ordered a drink and took in our fellow travelers. To our left was a pleasant older couple, and to our right was a reserved, slightly younger couple. The four of them were speaking French, of which my Jane knows nothing, and two semesters in high school left me with about eight words. We listened, but we didn't comprehend.

"You're the French speaker, my love" Jane said to me, with that mischievous grin of hers. "Go ahead and try talking to them."

Well, I did, and it was the disaster I could tell she predicted. All five of them started laughing, but before long they switched to English and the laughter continued, as did another round of drinks. It turned out that Marc and Sofia (the older couple) were on vacation from Argentina, but happy to practice their (much better than mine) French with Pierre and Laura, from northern France on a quick one night and the next day vacation. After a third round of drinks, Marc and Sofia left, and left Jane and I alone with Pierre and Laura. Here is the part where I should add that, while Jane and I are certainly not unattractive, Pierre and Laura are stunning. Pierre must have been 6'2", and even under his t-shirt I could see the man was muscular. He was the quintessential tall, dark and handsome. Laura was petite, but gorgeous, dark hair flowing to her shoulders, and even wearing her t-shirt and skin tight jeans I could tell she had the body of a dancer. As far as I could tell, Laura's only physical flaws were that she was fairly small chested, and she wasn't Jane.

We continued to drink, and chat, and laugh. They were great company. And it certainly didn't hurt my night that Pierre kept stealing glances down Jane's low cut shirt. But as all good things must, the night was at an end. We said our goodbys, and headed our separate ways back to our own rooms. As it was 3am by this point, Jane and I quickly fell into a deep sleep in our comfortable king sized bed.

***

"AHHHH!" Jane shouted as the sunlight flooded in from the glass doors, as I threw back the curtains. "What the hell?"

"Come on babe, it's past 9am! Look, sunshine! The beach looks gorgeous! Lets grab breakfast and go."

"Fine, fine." She wasn't a morning person. "Well, it does look pretty out there."

"And, uh, don't forget our deal" I nearly whispered as I stared at her chest.

"Lord, how could I forget, what with you staring at my tits all the time!"

"Hey babe, you know it wasn't just me. Pierre kept looking at them too last night! Poor guy probably just can't help himself, seeing how small Laura's are..." I trailed off, as I noticed her look turn stern.

"Looking at Laura's tits last night, were you?" she barked. As I stammered, worried I had blown my shot at my topless fantasy, she began to slyly grin. "I'm teasing babe. How could you not look at her, that woman is gorgeous. I'd kill for her ass!"

Relief flooded my mind, and we smiled and got dressed for the beach. We grabbed a quick breakfast in the hotel lobby, and headed out to the white sand. Although the beach was starting to fill up, there were still plenty of beach chairs. We took a pair, and laid down.

"Well?" I asked.

"Well what?" she smirked. "Oh, that! Give me some time to warm up to it sweetheart."

I laid back as I sighed. Lord, but I loved the view, even with her pale boobs covered by what was not a conservative bikini. For all her blustering, she damn well knew what her best feature was and made sure everyone else did too.

As the sun rose in the sky, and the temperature warmed, she turned over on her stomach. Reaching behind her, she untied the strings of her bikini top. After another few minutes, she made my fantasy come true and rolled over. Suddenly, her large pale boobs were on display for the entire beach! I was in heaven, I'll admit I had to roll over to conceal my hardon before it poked through my swim trunks. 

"Wow babe, you look beautiful!" I stammered. She smiled at me, and said "is this ok? Is this what you wanted? Every guy looking at me flaunting my tits?"

"Oh god babe, it really is! I love it! But are you ok with it?"

"It's ok" she said as she trailed off, looking past me to the beach entrance. I followed her gaze just in time to see Pierre and Laura walking down to the beach. Turning his head, Pierre saw us and started walking our way. After a few steps, I thought his eyes were going to pop out of his head as he drank in the sight of my wife, topless and on display. If I didn't know better, I'd say I even saw his crotch twitch as he stared. 

Jane saw them too. As she turned to grab her bikini top, I reached for her hand. "A deal is a deal" I said, grinning. She gave me a long, appraising look, and asked, "are you sure?" I told her I was. She rolled back over to greet our new friends.

"Hi guys" Jane said, smiling at the pair of them. "Lovely day, isn't it?"

Pierre seemed to have lost his ability to speak, but Laura said only "hello." She couldn't help but notice her boyfriend's laser focus. Even so, and with a hint of petulance, she placed her beach bag on the chair next to Jane. As Pierre sat down, Laura pulled her cover-up over her head, revealing a slim, athletic, perfect beach body framed by a small white bikini. If Jane hadn't already garnered every male eye on the beach, Laura had just collected the rest.

Eventually things got back to normal, and the laughing started up again. The only difference was that Pierre just couldn't help staring at Jane's breasts as they soaked up the sun. After about an hour, Laura announced that she was going to go into the water. Jane got up to join her.

I was in heaven watching my busty wife take a topless stroll down to the water. I could tell Pierre was enjoying the show too. What they hell, I thought to myself, I'm on vacation and can say things I otherwise wouldn't. Looking at Pierre from the corners of my eyes, I said "my wife has great tits, doesn't she?"

Pierre stammered. I could tell he was shocked and didn't know how to react. "Relax Pierre! She's got them out for you to look at! It's fine my man!"

Visibly relaxing, he said "I can't help but stare. They are perfect! Laura is my love, but I have not been able to enjoy big tits since we got together. This is an unexpected surprise, as I couldn't stop thinking about them last night... have I said too much?"

"Not at all! To be honest, she's exposing herself at my request. I love seeing them in the sun!"

"Me too, my friend. You are a lucky man. I can only imagine how much fun they are to play with!"

Well, I hadn't been expecting him to take the conversation in that direction. But what the hell, it's vacation... "You know, Laura looks like a lot of fun too. She has a perfect beach body! I know I've enjoyed the view today as well! Has she ever gone topless?"

"My Laura? No, she is too shy for that I think" said Pierre as the girls returned from the water. Laura had a stern look on her face, while Jane was grinning mischievously. As the girls sat in their chairs, Laura sat up, arching her chest out ever so slightly, and reached behind her and unclasped her bikini top. The top fell to the ground, and Laura's firm baseball-sized breasts stared back at us. 

Pierre was in shock. I was in heaven. "Wow!" I said. "Very brave!"

"Your wife convinced me that you boys would like the view even better if we girls dressed to match" Laura said, looking at Pierre. "Besides, turn about is fair, yes dear?"

We all turned to Pierre. Was this too much? Instead, a slow smile broke across his face, drinking in the site of two topless woman, as he simply said "best vacation ever!"



Vacation



A long time ago someone had once said to me, "Never go on vacation with friends if you want to stay friends." Lisa and I ignored that advice one summer by planning a week long trip with our closest friends, Joyce and Roger. 

We planned on hitting several of the attractions in Florida and then work our way back home. Having known Joyce and Roger since high school we had become very close over the years. Roger was not tall but trim and very well built, standing about 5-8 with dark brown hair. Joyce is about the same height with brunette hair but sported a set of 36D tits. Her boobs were quite a contrast to Lisa's slightly larger than B cup tits.

The game plan was to take our time and book 2 hotel rooms for the evenings. Where possible, we booked adjoining rooms in order to play cards and board games after the day's activities. The week went by with nothing but sun and fun as we toured amusement parks, museums, etc. On our last day in Florida, we knew we had to start heading toward home but we spent time at a water park until mid afternoon before packing up the car. We travelled for several hours and decided to pull up in a hotel for the night. 

The hotel had two adjoining rooms so we booked them. There was a nice pool there and it was decided we would all meet at the pool once we were settled in. Lisa put on a two piece and I donned a pair of swim trunks and we headed for the pool. We had the whole place to ourselves and shortly after Roger joined us. Asking where Joyce was he said she had to call her parents but would be down right away.

We relaxed in the warm pool water and then something came over me. Lisa was standing there talking to Roger and I crept up behind her and pulled her swimsuit bottoms down to her ankles. As I came up to the surface I lifted her top and fully exposed her breasts to Roger. Lisa did not know what to try and hide first. Roger, after getting an eyeful of Lisa's naked body, turned his back toward her so she could try and recoup her modesty. 

Joyce showed up a few minutes later and Roger must have felt the need to try and reciprocate the show I had provided for him. He made several attempts to remove Joyce's top and allow those breast to flow out of her suit but Joyce was too quick and fought him off. I made a few more attempts to expose Lisa but she was now too cautious and would not let me get close to her. The four of us continued to play grab ass until a family of 4 entered the pool area and we decided to retreat to our rooms. 

Lisa and I changed out of our swimsuits and into shirts and shorts as we waited for Roger and Joyce to knock on the adjoining door. I opened the door and in walked Joyce in a semitransparent blue night gown and Roger in shorts and a T. Apologizing for her dress, Joyce explained that she was just too tired to do anything but get ready for bed. I made some drinks and we settled in to watch some TV. Her night clothing was see through enough to know she was not wearing any panties. A dark patch of her pubic hair was visible when the gown pressed against her body. The darkness of her areolas and nipples were just barely visible through the gown but the best was when she walked past or stood in front of a light. At those moments you could almost count the pubic hairs that hung down from her crotch. 

The hour grew late and Roger and Joyce excused them selves to go to bed. Lisa and I stripped down and got under the covers. I reached between Lisa's legs to find an extremely wet pussy. I asked her if this was because I stripped her in front of Roger? The response was a simple, "Maybe". As I continued to work her pussy she finally confessed that being totally exposed to Roger in the pool was a complete turn on. Had that family not come into the pool area she was more than willing to have let me remove her swimsuit again and gone swimming naked in the hopes that Roger and Joyce would join in. Needless to say this was great conversation while we were having sex and expedited both of our orgasms.

The next day was a full day of travel. Roger and Joyce knew of a restaurant that was close to our destination so we moved along in an attempt to reach the motel by 6 pm. The motel screwed up our reservations and instead of getting two rooms the only thing they had left was a large suite with 2 queen size beds. With neither the time nor inclination to go looking for another place we opted to take what was available opposed to looking for another motel. What the hell we were all friends. We brought the luggage into the room to find a spacious area with 2 queen size beds, a small living area with television and a table with chairs for eating. The bathroom had a long counter top with double sinks but only one toilet and shower. Since the restaurant was a little on the upscale side we needed to change out of our comfortable driving clothes into something dressier. 

Modesty prevailed and one by one we each went to the bathroom to make our wardrobe changes. Off we went to the restaurant only to be told that we needed a reservations. Disappointed we began to leave when one of the waitresses stopped us and said to follow her. She led us through the restaurant, through the kitchen and out back to a lighted patio area where she seated us at a table. Once seated, she remarked that these were the best seats in the restaurant. It was a beautiful evening and the food was delicious. About midway through our meal I started to feel something rubbing against my crotch. At first I thought Lisa was getting horny but then realized it was Joyce, who was sitting across from me. She had removed her shoe and was using her barefoot to rub up and down on my cock. I looked over at her to see a sly smile and a wink. I moved my chair inward and opened my legs more to give her full access to my covered but growing cock. Once I was fully erect she would curl her toes at the top of her stroke so she could feel the top of my penis. This went on for a good 15 minutes before she decided to stop, leaving me somewhat wanting.

By the time we wrapped up dinner and got back to the motel room it was almost 11 pm. A long day was planned for tomorrow and it was decided by all to turn in for the night. Instead of one by one filing into the bathroom and change Lisa and I climbed under the covers of our bed and removed our clothes with the room lights off. Roger and Joyce changed in the bathroom. As I lay there in the shadows of the room I could feel Lisa start to fondle my dick through my underwear. She then whispered in my ear, "Let's fuck." She didn't have to ask twice as I was still wound up from the dinner foot massage on my cock. I reached over to touch her only to find that she was completely naked under the sheet. Pleasantly surprised I removed my underpants and all the while thinking that our friends were less than five feet away from us in the next bed and how were we going to do this quietly? With my eyes adjusting to the darkness I was able to make out more images with the little available light that came into the room. I looked over at our friends and I could see them moving around under a sheet. 

Trying not to be too obvious I slid on top of Lisa where she eagerly spread her legs and allowed me to penetrate her warm wet tunnel. The erotic feeling of having sex in the same room with another couple along with the stimulation of Lisa's beautiful pussy was almost too much for me to hold back my orgasm. It was about then that I looked over to see that Roger had mounted Joyce and was fucking her wildly. Joyce was extending her hand to me across the aisle between the two beds and silently asking to hold hands while both couples were fucking. I reached over and our hands joined even though I was wishing other parts of our bodies were joining. Their sheet had moved enough that I could see Joyce's right breast slip out from beneath the sheet. I don't think Lisa ever saw us holding hands and if she did it certainly did not bother her. 

I whispered in Lisa's ear, "I am close to cumming."

"You'd better not yet", was her response.

"Then I have to pull out for awhile", I replied.

"How close are you to cumming?" I asked her.

"I'm there but I don't know if I can be quiet enough," she said.

Understand that Lisa has always been very vocal with her orgasms and I am guessing that she was on the verge but did not know how to keep silent in her moment of ecstasy.

I continued to work her clit and G spot as discreetly as possible under the sheet until my fingers started to cramp. I made the mistake of whispering to Lisa," I'm going to stop playing with you because you just aren't ready to have an orgasm."

She whispered back angrily, "You keep going or I am going to get out of this bed and go over to theirs."

Not knowing what else to do to get Lisa off, I turned on the lamp on the night stand and threw the sheet off that was covering both of us and offered to let her leave. Dumbfounded, Lisa just lay there completely naked and froze. I then grabbed both of her legs and drug them to the side of the bed and let her feet touch the floor. Her now visibly soaked vagina was pointed directly at Joyce and Roger. I then spread her legs and re-entered her pussy knowing I could not hold back for long. After a few minutes of doing a live porn show for our friends they decided to join in by first removing their sheet. 

Next, they sat up and fondled each other as they continued to watch us. When I could no longer hold out I withdrew from Lisa's warm wet sheath to see some pre cum drip from the end of my cock. 

I turned around to Roger and asked him if he wanted to take a turn or even trade places? This was my first opportunity to see all of Joyce in natures garb. Roger stood up and walked to our bed where he proceeded to slide into Lisa's cunt with his wet rock hard cock. I watched for a few seconds to see that Lisa and Roger were enjoying their sex. I then turned to Joyce so I could once again gaze at het amazing tits and body. Joyce lay back onto her bed and spread her legs. Knowing I would ejaculate as soon as my dick touched her pussy I opted to push my face into her genitals. Her pussy fragrance ran from my nose to my dick. I pressed my tongue into her canal to taste her juices. My arms ran under her legs and alongside her ass so I could reach up and play with her tits. Joyce laid there grinding her crotch into my mouth as I worked my tongue between her clit and vagina. Withdrawing my right hand from her left breast I moved it back between her legs and inserted two fingers into her pussy. With those fingers I searched her vagina for her G spot. When I found it, it felt much smaller that Lisa's but the reaction to hitting "the right spot" was exactly the same. 

The taste of Joyce's pussy juice was fantastic but I really wanted to drink from her fountain. All of a sudden I heard Lisa let out a moan that only meant she was having an exquisite orgasm. I looked over to see Roger's cock sliding in and out of Lisa's pussy. I went back to Joyce's hole and within minutes she let go of the sweetest little flows of pussy juice right into my mouth. Her orgasm left her listless on the bed. I gave her a few minutes to recover and then moved my cock toward her pussy. I looked over at Lisa and Roger one more time to see that he had removed himself from Lisa's pussy and left his seed oozing from her love hole. 

Slowly I pushed into Joyce's wet pussy only to find out that she was extremely tight down there. In my heightened state of arousal it only took a few pumps before I started spewing my cum deep into her. Joyce didn't seem to mind and just lay there with my cock deep inside her. The room went silent for quite some time. Then I heard Lisa and Roger whispering but could not make out what they were saying.

Lisa climbed out of bed and walked to the bathroom with her ass jiggling all the way. I could hear her peeing and then the toilet flushed. I made no effort to return to our bed as I watched Lisa emerge from the bathroom rubbing a wet washcloth between her legs. Dropping the cloth on a pile of clothes that were strewn on the floor, she turned out the light and made her way back into bed next to Roger. It was well after 1 am. I asked Joyce if she wanted more sex and she indicated she had enough for the night. My cock was no longer rock hard but still was hard enough to have some more fun. Wanting another entrance in Joyce's pussy I asked if she would be willing to couple up with my cock stuffed in her pussy and then drift off to sleep if possible. 

She consented and threw her legs over my hips as I pushed my semi hard cock into her tight pussy one more time from underneath. Once I was firmly lodged in her tunnel I made no attempt to pump or hump her but just enjoyed the feeling of the warm wet place of our joining. I looked over one more time at Lisa and Roger to find them locked in a 69 position. Joyce's body shook a couple of times indicating she was drifting off to sleep while my dick was still secure inside her. Pulling the sheet up over both our hips I started to drift off to sleep. If Lisa had another orgasm that night I never heard it. 

Sometime during the night I became dislodged from Joyce's pussy and woke to her lying side by side next to me. Based on what happened last night there was no longer a need for any modesty the next morning. Roger woke first and made his way to the bathroom with the usual morning wood. Once we heard the toilet flush, Lisa made her way to the bathroom not waiting for Roger to emerge. Joyce asked if she could empty her bladder next and I agreed. We heard the shower start and it felt like Lisa was taking a long time to just pee. 

Joyce got out of bed and I watched her make her way to the bathroom. Her tits swayed with every step and her ass was like a bowl of Jell-O as she made her way across the room. When she reached the open door to the bathroom Joyce motioned to me to come over there. With both of us standing at the open bathroom door we could see that Lisa had joined Roger in the shower and was on her knees giving him a blow job. Joyce made her way to the toilet and sat down to pee, not taking her eyes off the show that was going on in the shower. When Joyce had finished she moved to let me empty my bladder. She sat on the vanity counter top, spread her legs and proceeded to masturbate. 

Lisa rose to her feet and bent at the waste allowing Roger to gain entry to her vagina from the rear. Once my bladder was empty I made my way to Joyce and proceeded to replace her fingers with my stiff rod as she sat on the vanity counter top. In the shower Lisa's voice became louder and louder and I could tell she was close to letting go. Roger's pace had quickened and the muscles in his ass were starting to tighten. That quickly both had climaxed at the same time. Rinsing quickly they grabbed some towels and left the room. 

I withdrew my cock from Joyce's cunt and helped her down off the counter. We made our way to the shower and proceeded to wash each other. It gave me the opportunity to wash and inspect every inch of Joyce's body and she did the same to me. Finally after every inch of us was clean, we laid a towel on the shower floor and Joyce lay down and allowed me to enter her one more time. As we wriggled beneath the shower droplets, for the first time I realized how much movement was in her tits as we rocked back and forth. Without as much as a peep Joyce whispered in my ear that she had just had her orgasm and that I did not need to hold back for her. That pussy of hers had me on the edge from the time I entered her on the counter top so it did not take me long after that to lay down my cream inside of her. I lifted myself off of her and used the towel to rinse her vagina. With a final rinse we grabbed some towels and left the bath room. Lying on one of the beds was Lisa and Roger in no apparent rush to put any clothes on. 

The venue for that day was going to be all outdoors with a weather forecast of hazy, hot and humid with temperatures in the 90's. Lisa and Joyce loaded up on deodorant and plenty of powder on all of their woman parts. Each pulled out a summer dress and opted to skip bra and panties and go commando. Roger and I opted for shorts and a T shirt. We were ready to go once the girls slipped on their sandals. Once the sunlight hit Lisa and Joyce it was pretty obvious to any one that looked what they were not wearing but it was already excessively warm out. 

Even though it was hot the day was great. What surprised me was that no one said a word about what happened that morning or the night before. You would have thought that the four of us had group sex many times before and I certainly was not going to upset things by bringing it up.

By about 4 pm the heat had taken its toll on all of us. It was decided to get some sandwiches and eat back at the hotel room. The small table in the suite worked out fine for us to eat at. Getting back to the room about 5:30 it was a good thing we left the air conditioning on because it was barely keeping up with the heat of the day and a bit warm in the room. Once in the room the girls kicked off their sandals and dropped their dresses, a sight I was happy to see. Lisa grabbed Joyce by the hand and led her to the bathroom. I could hear the water run for the shower but it wasn't on long. They both emerged with their hairy pussies on full display and no attempt to cover. They must have played with each other in the shower because both of their clits were swollen. Both made their way to their suitcases and put on nothing more than a pair of panties.

Roger and I had laid out the food and the girls joined us at the table. I made some drinks and could not help and think this is what Hooters really should look like. As we ate it sounded like a lot of foot traffic was walking by the large window of our room. The blinds were closed so, with the girls being half naked, I slipped out the door to see why. Here, within 30 feet of our room window was an obscured vending/ice area with a smoker's outpost. I went back to the room and explained the reason for all the commotion. We finished our meal and turned on the television. 

With dusk settling in, Joyce walked up to Lisa and took her by the hand and led her to the bed closest to the window. Joyce then adjusted the blinds so anyone walking by could see in but not so much as to be obvious. Joyce then got on the bed and started to kiss Lisa and fondle her breasts. Lisa responded in kind. Roger and I watched the two of them from way in the back of the room. We could not be easily seen. Their embraces became more passionate and Joyce removed her panties. Just then a man passed by the window but did not take the opportunity to look in and walked on by. Lisa pushed Joyce onto her back and mounted her in the 69 position. Lisa's tongue immediately lunged for Joyce's slit. Joyce reached up and started to remove Lisa's panties. Lisa shifted her body a couple of times and the panties were off. Joyce immediately reached over top of Lisa's ass and plunged 2 fingers into her vagina. The man that had passed by earlier was now making his return trip past the window but this time stopped and did a double take. The girls were so into each other they did not realize they had an admirer if only for a few seconds. 

There was a break in the action as Lisa stood up and walked to the bathroom. Lisa returned running a wash cloth between her legs and stood up on the bed facing the window. She took Joyce's hand and moved it right on her pubic mound. Joyce knew exactly what to do and inserted 3 fingers into Lisa's cunt while Lisa grabbed both of her own breasts and started to massage them. 

Two men walked past the window and looked in. They must have liked what they saw because both decided to light up a cigarette and paced back in forth pretending not to watch the women. Joyce became aware of the onlookers and asked to switch positions with Lisa. As Lisa climbed off the bed she too was now aware they had an audience. 




Vacation



Joyce got up on the bed, faced the window, spread her legs and awaited Lisa's fingers. Joyce then grabbed her 36D tits and pushed them up to her face where she alternated sucking her nipples. Roger and I watched and asked each other what these two guys were going to do when the finished their cigarettes? Would they light up another and continue to watch or had they seen enough for one night.

It was now getting very dark and there were no lights on in the room to make visible the sex that was taking place. The two guys finished their butts and moved on. Joyce got Lisa to lie on her back and came up between her legs on hands and knees and began to work her pussy orally. Roger had seen enough and was ready to get into the action. He stripped down and came up behind Joyce on his knees with a rock hard cock. He slipped it into Joyce's wet pussy and slowly pushed himself all the way in. 

In the hopes of catching one more voyeur I went to the bathroom and turned on the light. I then closed the door so there was just enough light that if someone looked in they would see Roger, Joyce and Lisa having sex on the bed. The only problem was that I could not see if someone was looking in. Within a few minutes the motel parking lot lights went on and I could clearly tell if someone would be watching. 

With Joyce's face still buried in her crotch, Lisa was coming close to an orgasm as she was vocally getting louder and louder. A man and a woman passed by the window and looked in. They stepped away from the building to get a better view and so as not be too obvious that they were looking in. The woman took out a pack of cigarettes and lit one up. They milled around the parking lot so they could look into the window. With a cry of ecstasy Lisa unleashed a massive orgasm. They lady in the parking lot must have heard the cry as she walked over to her husband and grabbed his crotch and led him away from the window. 

Roger withdrew his cock from Joyce and led her to their bed leaving Lisa to recover from her climax. I undressed, went to the bathroom and turned off the light. I returned to the room and with the lights from the parking lot could just barely see Lisa's nude body on the bed. As I climbed into bed she welcomed me with spread legs and I penetrated her pussy. I looked over at Roger and Joyce and it looked like they had finished. With all the visual stimulation of the night it didn't take me long to drop my seed in Lisa's vagina and drift off to sleep.

The next morning I saw Joyce get out of bed and head for the bathroom. When I heard the toilet flush and the shower start I followed in behind her. I unloaded my morning urine and jumped in the shower with Joyce hoping for one more sexual encounter with her. Joyce bent at the waist, spread her legs and gave me access to that sweet tight pussy of hers. As we were fucking Lisa came in for her morning pee and then Roger. While I was sliding in and out of Joyce's hole I was also rubbing her clit. As I dropped my load in her tunnel I realized she was having her silent orgasm. With the both of us now relieved we started to wash each other. We rinsed off, took some towels and moved into the room where we found Lisa and Roger in the same bed. They must have just finished having sex because as Lisa lay there with her legs spread I could see a fresh creampie dripping from her pussy. Lisa stood and started toward the bathroom when a big white gob leaked out of her and onto the carpet. Roger was right behind her as Joyce and I heard the shower start.

After that we dressed and packed to head for home. On the way we talked about having to go back to work, the different attractions we had seen but not one mention of the two days of sex in that motel. The years have gone by and we are still close friends and we all know we are closer than before. We have gone on other trips but our actions of those two days have never been repeated. If I ever do get stirrings about Joyce, I think back to when I know her pussy was wrapped around my cock and how good it felt. I wonder if Roger does the same when he thinks about Lisa.



Vacation



As they rambled about the estate enjoying the afternoon sun. She thought to herself how did I ever get myself into this. She thinks back to when they met that first night not so long ago. She had spent the last of her savings to take the vacation of her dreams. She was about to have to return to her life back in the home town she hated so much.

Anyway she had seen him around the pool lounging in his chair by the water. He was nicely tanned about 6' 3" tall with slightly graying hair. Looked to be about45 years old. She didn't think he would pay any attention to her because she wasn't the pretty little barbie type. She stood only 5' 5" tall and weighed 195lbs. She had never really thought about older men before since she is only 29years old. She started to get up to get a drink and the bartender was walking over to her with a drink already.

She looked at him in a puzzled way and said "what is this"? To which he replied, the gentleman over there by the pool sent this to you. She glanced over only to find that he was not there now. As she turned to look for him he was walking up to her from the other direction. He introduced himself and ask if the drink was all right.

She says yes blushingly not really believing that he had even noticed her. She invites him to sit down with her and they make small conversation. She learns that he is the head of a corporation just outside Houston. And that he has just finished his business and was wanting to relax and enjoy the island before returning to the states.

He finds out that this is her last day on the island and invites her to dinner in his hotel suite. She says she isn't sure about his hotel suite since she just met him. So he suggests that they go to dinner at the club down the beach. She gladly accepts the offer and she agrees to be ready at eight that evening.

He picks her up at eight sharp. That tells her that he takes control of the situation. When he steps out of his car to walk around and open her door she is taken aback by just how gorgeous this man really is. He stops to look her up and down with a look that seems to see right to her very soul. They go to dinner and afterwards he suggests they go dancing.

They dance to a few fast dances and she thinks to herself that he is not a bad dancer for being older. They sit a couple songs out to cool down and drink some of their wine. Then a slow song comes up and he takes her hand and leads her to the dance floor. As their bodies touch with the rhythm of the music she can feel that he is excited. And she leans further into him as they sway to the sounds of the music. He holds her tighter and tells her in a whisper that she feels good up against his body. And he tells her he would like to spend the rest of the evening with her. He smiles a smile that melts away any inhibition that she might have had. She readily accepts his offer to join him for the evening.

They return to his hotel suite which she finds to be the penthouse suite. She makes herself more comfortable while he makes their drinks. He returns to the over sized couch that she has chosen to sit in. He sits beside her and looks into her eyes and as she stares back she can still feel the excitement of the evening. She is still thinking about what she had felt of him on the dance floor earlier. She can't help but wonder just what it would be like to have hot passionate sex with a man she just met. He must be able to read what she is thinking because he reaches out to her and draws her into him. She seems to melt into him as she tries to feel as much of him as she can against her. He softly kisses her on her cheek and slowly moves to her lips.

As he kisses her he runs his gentle hands down her spine feeling all of her back while there. He softly holds her face as they pull apart slightly. He says to her just relax and enjoy where I take you. She gives herself totally to him and says please do take me places that i've never been before. He picks her up and carries her to the bed with very little effort. She can't believe he picked her up in one graceful move and carried her like that. He lays her down ever so gently. Its then that she realizes it is a waterbed. She has never done it on a waterbed. He slowly removes her top and her bra to expose her lovely breast. He says they are perfect just the right size and shape. She had never thought of them that way. She thought they were to big. She didn't like the fact that they where 38dd.

He slowly lowers himself down to take one in his lips and softly kiss it. Only to stop and raise up again. She grabs for him and says no don't stop. To which he replies "I'm not stopping just getting started baby". He helps her off with her skirt. And steps back to drink her beauty in like it is a fine liqueur to be sampled before drinking it all at once.

She sits up to help him out of his suit. Slowly taking off his shirt and tie. Softly kissing him on his shoulders as she removes them. She kisses him on the mouth a hard demanding kiss that tells him she wants what he has to offer. She runs her hands down his chest till she finds his nipples and she admires the way they are rigid with desire. She softly traces her way down to his belt and unbuckles it. She must see what she felt as they where dancing earlier. She unbuttons and unzips his trousers and lets them fall to the floor.

She then realizes that he has no underwear on and she is face to face with what she felt before. It is not huge but it is enough to satisfy her. It appears to be about 7 or 7 1/2 long and just big enough around to stretch her when it is all in. She tells him she must taste him and licks the tip of his manhood. She quickly swallows as much of him as she can because she can't wait. He moans in deep appreciation of her abilities in the oral sense. She continues to lick and suck on him as he starts to moan even louder and to thrust his hips forward so she can have it all.

She pulls back and licks down his shaft to his balls. Which she takes in her mouth one at a time. OH JESUS he says as she does that. She slips back up to take his shaft in her mouth again and slides down it to the base. When she gets there she snakes her tongue out and licks his balls. Then she draws one of them into her mouth at the same time as she is still sucking on his dick. OH JESUS BABY you know how to suck a dick. Feels so good but you have to stop or it will explode and I don't want that yet. He lays her back on the bed and starts by kissing her on her neck and ears.

She moans as he moves down to her breast. He licks under them where they meet her body and it causes her to suck in her breath. He works up to the nipples and nips at them as he slips his hand up to rub her mound. He slowly goes further down with his tongue stopping to lick her belly button. In a slow thin line he draws to her panty line. He grabs her panties with his teeth and tries to pull them down. They only go so far and he can't get them the rest of the way off so he rips them off with his teeth and she moans even louder in pleasure. He likes what he sees the hair is trimmed short almost to nothing but not quite. He spreads her legs as he slides his tongue through her slit.

He just touches her clit and she jumps and yelps in pleasure. But he keeps going down till he gets to where he can taste her. As he slips his tongue inside her she moves to give him better access. Spreading her legs as far as she can. He slides her legs on his shoulders and slips his hands under her ass and raises her up a little. Now he can lick like he wants to. He licks around her hole lapping at her juices drinking up her scent. He slips his tongue from her pussy and licks her right on her asshole. She jumps and tries to pull away but he says let me take you places you have never been trust me. 

She remembers that she told him to take her those places and she relaxes and says ok. He returns to licking her pussy. She moans and grabs his hair and pulls him into her wanting to feel his tongue deeper in her. He licks up to her clit drawing tiny little circles around it making her groan in ecstasy. He slips back down and puts the tip of his tongue in her ass. OH MY yes I should have let you do that sooner. She throws her self around on the bed as much as she can considering that she is being held. He has her by the legs hanging on as he licks her from her ass to her clit back and forth. She goes into spasms as he licks on her clit.

She screams out as she feels her orgasm coming over her. Washing out all sense of reality as she comes harder than ever before in her life. OH MY GOD I'M COMMMMMING BABY NOW COMMMMING HARD. HE looks up and says CUM FOR ME BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!! And goes back to licking her. She is still in the throws of her first orgasms as he slips a finger in her pussy. She lets out another moan. Long and low sounding almost like an animal growl. She doesn't believe the sounds she hears from her mouth. As he starts pumping his finger in and out and she is thrashing about making the waterbed splash as it rocks back and forth.

Just as she starts to cum again he slips his little finger in her ass and strokes with both fingers at once. Sending her into a frenzy she has never been like this before. So hot and turned on by just a tongue and a couple of fingers. She seems to keep cumming even when he has stopped stroking her. He pulls his fingers out and starts to lick his way back up her body. OH yes please give it to me. I need to feel your hot throbing manhood in me buried up to the base. She grabs his cock and directs it to the place she needs it the most. It is so hard and hot it feels like it is a hot steel poker straight out of the fire. She slips the head in and tells him to fuck her now. She still can't believe the words that are coming out of her. But she is in heat she is like an animal she has to have his cock in her. He thrusts forward giving it to her in one swift move. "Oh baby yes that is what I needed", she cries out. As he starts to pump in to her with total abandonment. Driving hard and fast just as she asked for.

She puts her legs around him driving her heels into his ass making him go that much harder if that is possible. They both are breathless from the pounding he is giving her. She goes into another orgasm screaming loudly as she does. Bringing her pelvis up to meet his with every thrust he makes. So that the top of his shaft rubs her clit every time he goes in. She can feel him swelling up getting closer to giving her what she wants. She want to feel him cum inside her. To fill her with his seed till it runs out because she is so full of it. He drives into her as far as he can and screams to her I'M CUMMMMING CUMMMMING NOW!! CUM WITH ME BABY!! I want to feel you cum too. With those words she cums to right along with him. She can feel him throb inside her as he shoots his cum into her. Glob after glob of his sticky sweet cum all inside her where she wants it. They slow down till he is stopped and just holding it in her till she is done cumming.

He falls beside her on the bed spent. She snuggles into him with her head on his chest. She feels his heart beating ever so fast. She rubs his chest telling him to slow down catch your breath. He enjoys having her fingers running through his hair on his chest. He relaxes and then she starts to run her hand down to his manhood again. But that's another story to be told later.



Vacation



Vacation. What a glorious word, vacation. It had been forever since we were able to take a real vacation together. We seem to work all the time and what little time we had to get away was fraught with the idea of being away from the business. But finally we were able to put the needs of the business behind us and take some time off together.

We both agreed we wanted to be somewhere kind of away from the hustle and bustle of people, but close enough to be able to go to some interesting places and eat at some nice restaurants. You enjoy that more than I and I wanted to make sure that you had as much fun as you could. I on the other hand had a lot of plans for making the relaxing time together memorable.

We got to the hotel about 10:00 in the evening. It was a single floor building with each room facing the beach. You could stand out on the deck and look right into the rolling tides of the ocean. People could walk back and forth across the back of the hotel going to and from the beach to the cabana set up by the hotel lobby.

We unpacked the bags and sat down for a few minutes to relax after the long car ride. I opened a bottle of wine and we each had a glass to relax us even more. You asked if I would close the drapes to the room so that you could get more comfortable. As you went into the bathroom to change, I stood up and walked over to the sliding glass door and starting looking for the cord to close the curtain. I soon found it and began to close the curtain when I noticed a shadow just outside the light of the room that was reflecting onto the sand. I squinted my eyes trying to get a better look, but couldn't see anything. I guess I was imagining things. The curtains closed from both sides leaving a small slit in the middle. I looked at the slit but thought that it was too small for anyone to see through.

I walked back to the sofa and sat down. I began to remove my shoes and socks. Then I slipped off my shirt and pants. Walking over to the dresser in only my boxers I opened the drawer and pulled out a pair of cotton shorts with a drawstring. I removed my boxers and stepped into the shorts. Boy did that feel better. The freedom of a pair of shorts with no underwear is heaven.

I picked up my glass of wine off the table and asked if you wanted yours in the bathroom. You said yes, so I opened the bathroom door to hand you your glass. You were running hot water into the bathtub and asked me to set it down on the seat of the commode. I was staring at your body as you were testing the water for the correct temperature. I felt a stirring in my groin and my nipples started feel a slight tingle.

You turned and smiled at me and said I had to wait outside until you were presentable. I slowly backed out of the bathroom with a small smile on my face. Shutting the door I walked over to the couch sat down and picked up the remote control for the television. There wasn't much on. A couple of shows about animals, the news and not much else. I continued to scan when I noticed a B-movie that was on a local channel. As I watch it didn't have much of a story line, but the scenes of beautiful, bikini clad women definitely caught my eye. I continued to drink the wine and watch the girls at play. Even with a beautiful woman getting ready for me in the bathroom, I still could not help fantasizing about another woman. Maybe that is wrong but it is hard not to do.

Without being aware of it I began to grab my cock and rub it through my shorts. The feel of the cotton on me was a great sensation. I slowly rubbed it back and forth and could feel it growing. When I realized what I was doing, I stopped. I didn't want to be that excited when you finally came out of the bathroom. I switched the channels quickly to some story about a guy trying to catch snakes in the Australian outback. It had the desired affect as my cock began to shrink back down. The wine was staring to take effect as a felt a small buzz coming on. 

The door to the bathroom opened and you came out wearing a large t-shirt that only reached to about halfway down your thighs. You look wonderful. I stood up and walked over to you and took you into my arms and kissed you deep and long. Our tongues met and we played with each other for a while as we stood in the middle of the room. I slowly released you and walked over to turn out the lights, leaving on one light on the table by the sliding glass doors.

You walked slowly over to the bed and laid down, stretching out across the bedspread. I turned to look at you and watched you as you rubbed you nipples through the t-shirt and moved you hand down between you legs. I love watching you play with yourself. I often wonder what you are fantasizing about as you do that. I stood and watched you as my cock began to swell under my shorts. 

You pulled you hand away from between your legs and moved it to you mouth and began to suck on your fingers. I could hardly stand it as I stood stone cold still and watched you put on a small show for me. You licked and sucked your fingers then moved them back down between your legs and continued to play with your clit and pussy. I could smell the aroma of you and I could tell that you were getting excited knowing that I was enjoying watching you. You took your hand off of your breast and motioned for me to come over to you as you spread you legs apart. I watched as you fingers began to disappear inside of you and I was in a trance as I walked over to the bed. 

As I walked up to the bed you stretched out your hand and grabbed my shorts by the waistband. I moved closer to you as you slowly began to pull them down. When the shorts were past my hips, my cock sprang out and you slowly took it in your hand and began to stroke it up and down. You closed your eyes as your other hand began to move faster inside of your pussy. I closed my eyes and let the sensation of your fingers on my cock spill over me. I could feel you pulling me closer to the bed using my cock as a rope and then I felt your tongue begin to lick the head, swirling the pre-cum that I had across and around the head. You slowly took me inside of your mouth and began to suck on the head as you stroked me up and down.

I couldn't take much more so reached over with my hand and began to squeeze and stroke your nipple. I could feel it getting harder as I slowly moved my fingers around and around your nipple taking it every once and a while and squeezing it gently between my fingers. With my other hand I moved it down between your legs and began to move my hand along with your hand as you were moving your fingers in and out of your wet pussy. I could hear your juices as you were going in and out. I also could feel that something was different. I began to move my hand all around and noticed that the hair the once was bushy and wild was trimmed lower. The feeling of your hair on my fingers was an exciting erotic sensation.

I could sense that you were getting closer. Your hand was moving quicker inside of your pussy and your mouth on my cock was stopping every now and then and you were sucking the head deep inside of your mouth. I was doing my best to keep from cumming too soon. I wanted to feel my cock buried deep down inside of you, but I knew that was your show and I was letting you put it on however you wanted.

Suddenly your hand squeezed my cock hard and your mouth froze on the head. My cock muffled your moans but I knew that you were on the verge of a wonderful climax. Your hand began to move faster then stop, then pick back up again at double the pace. You moved your mouth off of my cock and began to moan in earnest. You're back arched and your legs began to move back and forth. Throwing your head back on the pillow you gave out a long soft moan and I knew you had reached the peak of your orgasm.

You slowly came back down to reality but you had yet to let go of my cock. You gently pulled me closed to you and quietly asked me to get onto the bed with you. I removed my shorts the rest of the way and laid down beside you. You rolled over and draped your legs over mine. You took one of your hands and began to play with my left nipple. You know how that makes me crazy and I could feel your face smile on my chest. Then you moved your mouth over to my right nipple and began to use your tongue to lick and suck it until it became hard. My body was twitching from your efforts and with my other hand I reached down and began to stroke myself. The sensation that I get from you licking, sucking and playing with my nipples is indescribable. I don't believe I could come up with the right words to do it justice.

You then slowly moved your body over on top of mine. You mouth and hand working on my nipples. With your free hand you reached down between my legs and began to guide my cock inside of you. You took me slowly, inch by inch, inside of you. I could feel the wetness of your previous orgasm coating my cock as it entered you. After what seemed like forever I was all the way inside of you. My cock pulsating as you stayed perfectly still and let me feel how hot and wet you were. 

Slowly you began to rock back and forth on my cock, not moving up and down, just back and forth across my hips. You never moved your hands off of my nipples as you were slowly bringing me to the point of no return.

In the corner of my eye I noticed a movement at the sliding glass door. I turned my head and noticed the curtains were being pulled open and I saw a leg as it started to come into the room. I started to get out of the bed and defend you from this would-be attacker when I noticed that the person was completely naked.

It was a man and he walked into the room slowly stroking his cock up and down. I looked at you but you had not noticed that someone had come into the room. The stranger walked into the small sitting area and sat down in a chair facing us. With his cock still in his hand he was stroking it slowly up and down. He looked at me and smiled and gave me a small wink.

I turned back to look up at you and whispered softly, "Wouldn't you love to have someone watching us right now?"

With your eyes closed you said yes. I then asked you would you want it to be a woman or a man. A smile crossed your lips and you said a man. I turned to look at the man reclining in our sitting area with his cock in his hand and smiled.

I said, "What would you want him to do if he were here?"

You said, "Just watch us and play with himself at first, then maybe let me suck him while you fuck me from behind."

I turned to look at our stranger and noticed his cock. It was not as big as mine, but it was bigger in circumference than mine. He smiled at me and I smiled back.

I took your head in my hands and slowly brought your ear down to my mouth. "Honey", I said, "You may have just gotten your wish."

You looked into my face and I gestured with my eyes to the chair in the sitting area. You turned your head to look and the second you made contact with the stranger I felt your pussy grip my cock hard. The stranger smiled at you and I could tell by your expression you were both shocked and turned on at the same time. You began to rock back and forth on me faster as you watch the stranger jerking his cock up and down. You then slowly removed yourself off of my cock and slowly slid off the bed and got onto the floor on all fours, never taking your eyes off our visitor. Your turned and looked back at me and smiled. 

I got off the bed and positioned myself behind you and slowly entered your hot pussy from behind. I began to move in a long slow rhythm in and out of your hot pussy. Your turned your head to look at me and smiled. You slowly begin to crawl towards the stranger and I shuffle across the floor behind you not wanting to remove my cock from inside of you. You reach the man and slowly take his short fat cock in your hands and begin to stroke him. The man lays his head back on the chair and closes his eyes.

You move your mouth down to his cock and begin to take it into your mouth. Since he is not my size you are able to take all of him inside your mouth and you begin to suck him off. You move one of your hands to play with his balls, as your head is moving up and down at a steady pace. I watch your head and try to match my thrusts inside of you with the movement of your head. Keeping a steady rhythm I can feel your body tensing as I go in and out. I move one of my hands to your ass and begin to put slow pressure on you with my thumb. I work my thumb inside of your ass hole and began to match that rhythm with the other two motions. I can tell you are getting closer and I feel your pussy squeezing against my cock. 

Our new friend is moaning as you suck him deep inside of your mouth and I can tell that he is also close to his own orgasm. Sensing that everyone is getting closer I begin to concentrate more on my own orgasm. I can feel my cum boiling up from my balls as it is getting ready to shoot out of my hard cock. You begin to moan, as your orgasm is very close, our friend is moaning too as he moves his hands to your head and begins to fuck your mouth in hard. You start to pull and play with his balls harder as I am fucking you from behind in a fever pitch.

With the timing of a well-oiled machine all three of us begin to climax together. I feel my seed shooting inside of you and the force and the hot cum drives you over the brink into your own orgasm. Our friend begins to moan and thrusts his hips up and freezes in that position as you suck his cock into your mouth.

With all three of us spent you slowly slide down to the floor and lay on your stomach. I looked up at our new stranger and smile. He smiled back, slowly got up and walked out of the room through the sliding glass door the way he came. I got to my feet, walked to the door, closed it and locked it shut. 

I walked back over to you and help you to your feet. Your body was limp and you were spent. I gently laid you down on the bed and covered you up. I went around the bed and crawled in beside you. You turned over and snuggled up next to me.

I whispered, "One fantasy down."

You smiled and whispered, "Next time is your turn." And then you drifted off to sleep. I too began to get sleepy and I drifted off thinking about having another woman share our desires. What a way to end an evening and it was just the first night of a week long vacation. What a great word, vacation.



Vacation



My wife Frances and I recently went on a vacation to a beachside resort. We both work hard and it had been years since we had a good long vacation. Three weeks into our vacation we both had a good tan and started to relax and spent a lot of time sunbaking by the pool. The resort where we stayed was small and had a secluded pool where we spend most of our time. On one particular occasion the day got hotter than expected. The sun was high in the sky as Frances lay there in the afternoon sun. I lay there besides her admiring her beautiful body, which shone like copper in the brilliant light. The skimpy bikini she wore barely covered her body, which had become a bronzed colour accentuating every curve

Frances lay there on her back in a half dream state enjoying the feeling of the sun on her body. She looked around to see if anyone else was around. We had the area to ourselves. She took off her top to reveal her firm breasts. I looked across and was surprised to see her half naked and began to become aroused at the sight of her erect nipples pointing skywards.

She moved her legs open to soak up more of the sun's rays on the inside of her thighs. The G-string she wore disappeared between her legs and barely covered her pussy. After a while she decided to slip off her G-string and fully expose her body to the sun.

I was mesmerised by the erotic sight of her sensuous naked body shining in the afternoon light. Her beautiful face had a slight smile, which indicated the tranquility and pleasure she was feeling in exposing herself fully to the warmth of the sun. 

She noticed that I was looking at her naked body. As she rolled over onto her stomach she made sure that I got a rear view of her naked pussy which by this stage had become wet with sweat. She lingered slightly so that he could fully appreciate the delicious sight. Frances lay down again with her legs wide open to catch the sun on the inside of her thighs.

By this stage I was fully aroused and moved closer to her. She got up and embraced me feeling my hard cock against her body. It was time to change direction and she suggested that it was time for a coffee break. We both agreed. Frances put on the bikini, went inside and returned shortly after with freshly brewed coffee.

We sat at the table and chairs slowly sipping the coffee, enjoying the lazy warm afternoon sun and talking. I told her how much she had aroused me earlier by sunbaking naked. She decided that perhaps she would see just how far she could go in arousing me further.

Frances spread her legs slightly and asked me if I liked what I saw. I replied that I would need to move closer to fully appreciate her. I asked her to move her G-string slightly so as to reveal her pussy. She told me that if that's what he wanted I had permission to do it myself, so I slid the G-string aside to reveal her pussy.

I sat back to admire her beauty. Her face had a sensuous smile that invited me further. I suggested that she remove the G-string so that I could soak up her erotic beauty. She obliged with a cheeky smile. She lay back in the chair spreading her legs wide open so that I could get a full view of her pussy exposed to the warm sun.

This was more than I could resist and Frances knew it! I moved closer and began to lick her moist pussy. She groaned with pleasure. I then proceeded to pull my swollen cock from my shorts and slid it between her wet pussy lips. She lay back and gasped with excitement! It was more than I could possibly bear. Even my best attempts could not stop me from climaxing. I filled her with his cream and as I slid out my cock, the juices began to drip from her pussy.

We then laid back and had another coffee and cigarette. The conversation turned to sex and we began to talk about having sex with other people. She told me that she always wondered what it would be like to have another man's cock inside her. I told her that I wouldn't mind if she fucked with another man as long as it was a stranger and a one off session. She became very excited at this prospect and admitted that the thought of fucking madly with a strange hunk was making her wet. I could see that her pussy was visibly swollen and dripping at the thought. "I'm so excited that I want you to fuck me now," she said. I rammed my cock in her dripping pussy and fucked her from behind.

The next day I had to go into the city for some business and told Frances that I would be back in time for our afternoon sunbake by the pool, and that if I was held up she should go down and I would join her as soon as I got back. As it turned out, I was held up and got back to the resort an hour late. I went to our room and found that Frances was not there. I looked out our window that had a view of the pool area and saw her there sunning herself. She was wearing the skimpiest bikinis that she had and must have fallen asleep as her legs were spread apart revealing part of her pussy. There was no one else around and the thought of having another private session with my wife excited me. 

I thought that I would let her sleep for a little while longer before I joined her. After about 15 minutes I went down to join her and to my surprise, by the time I got there she was talking with two men who had decided to go for a swim in the pool. She introduced them as Jake and Brad and we soon got friendly with them and had long conversations about how beautiful the area was. After a while, we all decided to relax in our tanning chairs and soak up some more sun. 

I could tell that Frances was attracted to the young men, and she whispered to me "when you said that you didn't mind if I tried it with another man, did you mean it?" I was momentarily stunned. Sure we had joked about it, but the thought of my wife being fucked by another man was something that had up to now remained a fantasy. However, the pure excitement of the possibility drove me wild. She looked at me with a pleading look of a caged animal that wanted to be released into the wild. 

"If it's what you really want baby, then go for it" I said. She smiled back with pleasure and from that moment I knew that what was about to happen would fill us both with excitement.

She stood up and slowly walked to the pool swaying her hips in a seductive manner for my benefit, but more I suspected for Jake and Brad. As she swam in the pool all eyes were on my wife. When she finished, she walked back again in even a more seductive manner, this time staring directly at the two men. When she got back to the tanning chair she slowly and seductively laid down in the chair and whispered to me "why don't you go upstairs honey and change into your swimming gear and join me again?" "And by the way", she added, "take your time!" My heart started to race. We were both going into uncharted waters and the sheer excitement of what could happen nearly made me cum there and then.

When I got into our room, I went straight to the window overlooking the pool, where I had a perfect view of the pool area. By this stage, Frances had started to stretch and wriggle seductively in her chair and the two men had their eyes glued on her. I could tell from the bulges in their shorts what they had in mind. They didn't make a move as they expected me to return any minute. After a while, Frances stood up and again and walked seductively to the pool and beckoned Jake and Brad to join her. The men responded immediately. As they played in the water Frances made fake attempts to repel the men's advantages, and this made them even more aroused.

After about 10 minutes of cock teasing, Frances emerged from the pool closely followed by Jake and Brad. The two young men had full erections and my wife was laughing and giggling with them as they began to dry her off with a towel. Frances then went back to her tanning chair and spread herself out to absorb the warm rays of the sun. The two young men stood above her as she spread her legs to give them a glimpse of what was to come. By this stage her pussy was quite swollen she then began to rub her hands over her breasts and put her hand inside her bikini bottom and play with her moist and swollen pussy. The men were wild with excitement and I could see their erections getting even bigger.

I decided to go down to the pool to get closer to the action. There was a thick shrub near where my wife was sitting, and I hid behind it. I could still get a good view of what was happening and I could hear everything.

I could tell that Frances was going to excite these guys until they were to the point of cumming. She sensed this and decided to drive them wild with desire. Slowly writhing from side to side, she took off her bikini top revealing her taut breasts and erect nipples, which by now were dark and aroused. As the men looked on in excitement, she slowly began to pull her G-string up towards her belly button so that her swollen pussy lips were exposed. 

At this point Jake began to rub the inside of Frances' thighs and then began to lick her swollen lips. She writhed in ecstasy and soon took Brad's cock in her mouth. Jake then slipped his engorged cock into my wife's pussy. The sight of my wife with a stranger's cock in her mouth and another in her pussy was too much for me to bear and I almost climaxed. As if she knew, Frances turned her head and looked up towards me. The look on her face was that of pure sexual lust. She was having what she had always wanted: wild, free sex with two young studs and she loved it. 

I could see the passion welling up in her as Jake fucked her slowly and deeply. The sight of his huge wet cock sliding in and out of my wife's pussy as his balls slapped her ass was incredible. Even more incredible was the sight of Frances sucking hungrily on Brad's cock. She ate his cock like a woman would eat a meal after a week of fasting. Finally Brad shot his load into her mouth. She slurped and sucked hid cock until not a drop was left. 

Jake was going to enjoy this fuck for as long as he could. He fucked my wife for what seemed ages until he finally came. As he pulled his cock out of my wife's pussy, a load of cum began to ooze out and she rubbed it all over her belly and breasts. Frances was not finished however. She wanted more. By this time Brad had regained his erection and I couldn't believe what happened next! 

My wife had always been adverse to anal sex and had never let me penetrate her from the back. Not so today! She got on all fours and was about to take Brad's hard cock up her ass. By now I couldn't stand it any more and decided to join the action. Brad was fucking France's ass so hard that she was screaming with a mixture of pain and pleasure. When she saw me she yelled out in pure sexual ecstasy "so how do you like to see your wife suck cock and get her pussy and ass fucked by strangers? Does it get you all horny? Can you smell my sex juices? Can you hear Brad's cock sliding in and out of my ass?"

I knew that this was all part of the fantasy. Not only was she fucking and sucking strangers, she also knew what a huge turn on this was for me and she wanted to me to enjoy it much as she was. "Yes baby, I said. "I love to see you get fucked up the pussy and ass by these young studs." By this time Frances had grabbed Jake's cock and began to suck it wildly. It wasn't long before Brad shot his load up my wife's ass and Jake got to the point of cumming in her mouth. This time however, instead of swallowing his come she let him spray it all over her face. He shot wads of cum all over her and she didn't take her eyes from mine the whole time. When he finished cumming, Frances slowly sucked Brad's cock and the two men lay on the grass exhausted. 

Frances was not done yet. She lay down on her tanning chair, spread her legs and began to masturbate. Jake, Brad and I looked on in amazement as Frances lay there, legs spread in front of three men and played with her clit and pussy lips. She took her time, knowing what a big turn on it was for me. She looked up at each one of us in turn in order to see the pure excitement in each of our eyes. Finally, moaning with delight she came in the most amazing orgasm that I had ever witnessed. It went on and on in waves and she actually ejaculated juice from her pussy. 

When she had finished, I could resist the temptation of licking my wife's pussy. Needless to say I then fucked her furiously. The excitement of what I had just witnessed resulted in me having the most explosive climax of my life and filled her with another load of cum. When we had finished and looked around the two men had gone. Frances lay there with a look of a woman who just had all her sexual fantasies realised. She then opened her eyes and gave me a seductive look and said "thanks honey, this has been the best vacation I have ever had." Something told me however, that this would not be the last such holiday that we would have.



Vacation



Dedicated to my sexy honey bear.

It was early summer and my son, Ben, and daughter, Rachel, were spending a weekend with my parents. The weather was nice, not too hot yet. David and I decided to get away too. We booked a place down in Monterey for Friday and Saturday night; we planned to return on Sunday morning before my mom dropped off the kids. The drive down the coast was only a few hours and I took pictures of the scenery as we went.

We arrived around eleven at the main office of quaint bed and breakfast. The clerk at the front desk, a middle aged kind faced woman, gave us the keys to lodge no. 4. It was downstairs, not far from a small park made for little kids. I unlocked the door and David and I brought in our bags. We didn’t bring much, just some clothes, bathing suits, toiletries, my sketchbook, and a novel each. 

The front room was spacious with a large plush grey couch, matching chair, a TV with a VCR and DVD player, a radio on a small table with a lamp, and a fireplace. To the side, through a swinging door was a kitchen. Opposite that was a glass door leading to a small porch. Near the couch was a short hallway with three doors, bathroom with Jacuzzi tub to the left, closet straight ahead, and bedroom to the right. I brought our bags into the bedroom and placed them on the king size bed. The room had another chair like the one from the front room only this was white to match the bed. There was a tall lamp next to it and a table on either side of the bed. 

“Shanna, you have to come see this tub, it’s huge!” David called to me from the bathroom. I walked into the bathroom, decorated in pale blues with white surfaces, and slid my arm around David’s back. He was right, it was huge; it would have easily fit 4 people. The sides sloped in gently so you could lay back and relax. There was also a shower-head but I wasn’t sure I would want to use it. I thought it would be a shame to waste so much water for one bath. Not that I was going to let that stop me, not when the dream of warm bubbles, scented candles, and relaxing jets were at stake. 

We stood there looking at the rest of the bathroom for a moment. There were blue hand towels and bath towels along with blue soap in the shape of roses on the sink. I moved my hand under David’s shirt and felt his warm skin; I let my hand rest on his hip. 

“You wanna go get some lunch David Bear?” I asked.

“Sure,” he said. David kissed my cheek lightly, “what do you feel like having?” We found a restaurant guide in the kitchen along with a map. We decided to just get some food from the nearby grocery store. David went out to get the food and I unpacked our things. I was trying to choose what to wear if we went out for dinner when David got back. All I had determined was that I would at least be wearing underwear.

David brought back some lunch things, cookies, whip cream, juice, milk, fruit, and ready-made chicken sandwiches from the store’s deli. I put our sandwiches on small white plates and brought them outside with some juice. We sat at a small glass table under an umbrella. Our “backyard” overlooked the Monterey Bay that blended seamlessly with the blue sky above it. Waves easily crashed over the large weathered brown rocks covering the sandy beach below.

We ate quietly, watching the birds soaring over the beach only 50 yards away. I brought our dishes back inside when we were done. David suggested we go for a walk through the downtown area and I brought our camera. We looked at lots of little shops full of gifts and souvenirs. In one we bought a few magnets and T-shirts for the kids. They were blue and said Monterey in bright letters. We would no doubt find more little trinkets to bring home before the trip was over.

It was too early for dinner when we got back to our place so David and I decided to watch a movie. I was lying on my back on the couch and David was on top of me. I was a little tired and closed my eyes while I listed to the movie. David reached for the remote and turned it off. He started to kiss me lightly and I rubbed his back. I wrapped my legs around David’s while he kissed my neck. His hands found their way under my shirt and unsnapped my bra, which hooked in the front. He slowly massaged my breasts while we kissed; he was deliberately trying to arouse me, and it was working. I pulled David’s hands away from my chest and out from under my shirt.

“Why don’t we wait until later honey?” I asked him. With a look of disappointment he agreed.

“But I’ll get you later,” he said while sitting up. I sat up next to him and fixed my bra.

“Oh yeah? What will I get?”

“You’re gonna get it from behind!” he yelled and tried to grab for my butt as I got up. I bopped him on the head with a pillow before walking into the bedroom. I was letting David pick the restaurant and I thought I would get ready. I pulled on a turquoise summer dress that had no sleeves and a low neckline. I went into the bathroom to brush my hair and put on some lipstick while David got dressed.

He had chosen a small place not far from where we were staying. It was a little café with tables outside. There were trees and vines all around us; it was very peaceful. We ate a light dinner while we talked. There weren't many other diners so it was quiet except for the birds flying overhead. After having dessert we drove back to our lodge.

I decided I wanted to try out the bathtub so I let it fill while I got undressed. I added some scented bath soap for bubbles and lit the little candles around the tub. I slid into the warm water, leaning back against the tub. I had closed my eyes but opened them again when I heard David walk in. He was completely naked and carrying two wineglasses half full of grape juice since neither of us were drinkers. He handed me the glasses while he turned off the lights; the candles now dimly lit the bathroom. 

David sank into the tub next to me and I handed him his glass, which he clinked against mine. We finished the juice and I set the glasses off the side. David put his arms around me and pulled me into his lap. He leaned back on the side of the tub and I rested my head on his shoulder. David was rubbing my side, just above my hip and I was kissing his shoulder. I moved my hand up to his chest and began to circle my finger around one of his nipples. I could see David was starting to get hard but I wasn’t ready to do anything just yet. 

David wrapped his arms around me and kissed me gently, his lips brushing over my own. The soft light and David’s warm body was truly relaxing and I was starting to get sleepy. He held me close to his body and rubbed my back until we started to get pruney. I slid out of David’s lap and stood up to get out the tub. David followed me out and pulled the plug from the bathtub to let it drain. He pulled a large white fluffy towel around us and we dried each other off. I put the towel around myself and walked into the bedroom. I lied down on the bed and David told me to go on my stomach. He sat on the bed next to me and began to rub my shoulders. I pulled my hair to the side while David moved himself over me and kneeled between my legs.

David massaged my back in slow circles and paused now and then to kiss my neck. His massage was threatening to put me to sleep as he pulled the towel down and rubbed my lower back. I lifted myself up slightly and allowed David to take the towel off me. He stroked up and down my sides and then over my butt. I could feel his shaft sliding against my slit as he moved his hands up and down my back. I was starting to get wet and I could feel precum dripping onto my lips. I decided it was time to turn over and David laid down on top of me.

He kissed my lips and around my cheeks while I rubbed my hands over his hips. David moved his hands over my breasts and squeezed them gently. I moaned against his wet mouth and he squeezed harder. He then started to move down my body, kissing my breasts and stomach as he went.

David rubbed his hand over the outside of my pussy lips and through my pubic hair. He ran his fingertips over my aching slit and kissed the inside of my thigh. He stopped for a moment and allowed me to prop myself up against several pillows. Once I was comfortable, David slowly moved his lips up to my pussy, kissing the outer edges of my wet slit. He slid his fingers up and down over my lips and his hot breath on my pussy was getting me excited. He pushed his tongue in against my clit and licked it lightly. Over and over he flicked his tongue across my clit making me tighten my legs around his head. I loved the feel of his hair brushing against my thighs while he licked at my dripping cunt.

I brought my hands down to his shoulders and rubbed the back of his neck. David began to suck my clit and moved his tongue around between my lips. I ran my fingers through his hair, savoring the feel of his mouth. David moved his hands over my hips and held me tight in his strong hands. 

“Oh god honey, make me cum,” I moaned. I threw my head back against the pillows moaning his name and holding his head tighter. David pushed his mouth firm against me and sucked on my clit hard. My legs began to tense as I started to get close. David reached up his hand and cupped it around my breast. His pressed his thumb against my hard nipple and I moved my hips against his mouth. All the pressure David had built up was suddenly released as I came on his tongue. 

I slumped back against the pillows, still breathing hard. David wiped off his face and moved up next to me. He kissed my breasts and neck while he caressed my skin. It wasn’t until he put his arms around me and his head next to mine that I remembered he must have been hard.

“I love you David,” I cooed, kissing his cheek.

“I love you too Shanna honey.”

“Now it’s your turn lovey,” I smiled. I turned toward him and kissed his neck but David gently stopped me.

“That was for you Shanna, you don’t have to do anything for me. Why don’t we just go to sleep?” he asked.

“Are you sure?” He nodded his head against me. I got up to turn the lights off and then slipped back into bed. I pulled the sheets up and put my arms around David’s waist. I kissed his cheek while we settled down for the night and sank into his soft embrace. I listened to David’s breathing as he dropped off to sleep and quietly rubbed his back. The soothing sounds of David breathing in and out soon had me dozing off as well.

I woke up early the next morning. Sunlight streamed through the window and birds were already awake chirping loudly. David had turned over during the night so I was lying behind him. I had my arms around his chest and my head on his warm, soft back. I started to kiss the back of his neck and rubbed his chest. David gave a low moan and I moved my lips up behind his ear.

“Good morning cutie bear,” I whispered. David took my hand off his chest and brought it to his lips.

“Good morning sweetie.” He turned over and kissed me lightly. We spent a long time giving each other tiny kisses and cuddling. I reached down between us and placed my hand around David’s testicles. I stroked my fingers around him while his shaft got hard. “You aren’t still worn out from last night honey?”

“No way, I've got work to do David.” I kissed him hard and wrapped my fingers around his shaft. I squeezed him near the base and started to kiss his neck. I moved my hand up and down the length of his cock and listened to him moan quietly. I stroked his underside with my fingertips as he moaned louder. I brought my fingers up to his perfectly round head and placed them on either side of his shaft. I rubbed up and down over the head and I could feel him starting to drip. I put my pointer finger over his slit and kept my other fingers on the sides. I held him tight and rubbed back and forth slowly over his wet head.

By now David had moved onto his back and was ever so slightly moving his hips in time with my strokes across his slit. I moved the tip of my finger over the opening and pushed against it. I moved my finger in a circle and soon it was completely covered in his hot precum. David's moans began to sound a little strained and I could tell he was aching for me stroke the rest of his shaft. I slowly slid my hand down to the base of his hard cock and David moaned loud. 

I let go of his shaft and put my arms tight around him. I kissed him hard and circled my tongue around his. I began to roll on to my back, pulling David with me. I spread my legs apart beneath him and told him to hold himself up. I reached between us again and put both my hands around his cock. I pulled him down toward my slit until his head was rubbing right against my clit. I began to stroke my hands up and down and he slid his hard shaft in and out of my hands. This made his head slide in and out of my now very wet pussy. David's hard cock head stroking against my clit was getting me horny and together we moaned as I tightened my grip. I started to move my hips as well and more of David’s shaft slid between my lips.

I could feel David throbbing against my fingers and moved my hands faster. I moved my hips up so my clit was near his head and squeezed him with my hands. David pushed against my hands and I could feel his hot cum shooting onto my clit. Once every bit of cum had dribbled out I let go of David’s shaft and he dropped down on top of me. I played with his hair and stroked the back of his neck. David fell back asleep and I held him against me. After about an hour I woke him up.

Together we got into the shower to clean up. I washed my hair as well as David’s and he spent as much time as he could soaping up my breasts and butt. Once we were clean David said he wanted to go out to breakfast. We both dressed in T-shirts and shorts with bathing suits underneath and we drove to a near by restaurant.

“You really worked up my appetite this morning sweetie.” David said after we sat down in a red leather booth.

“Did I?” I answered coyly.

“Yes you did, so we have to order a big breakfast,” he smiled. “How about this breakfast sampler? It has pancakes, French toast, Belgian waffles, and crepes. And it’s all topped off with confectionery sugar. We could share it.”

“Okay bear, sounds great.” I could tell he was happy because he got to order all his favorite things. David reached his foot to mine under the table and we played footsy until our food arrived. We ate a leisurely breakfast while we continued to poke each other with our toes. After finishing off what we could and boxing up the rest we drove down to the beach.

We strolled around the shoreline for a while holding hands and when it started to get hot we sat under an umbrella building little sand castles. We watched little kids running in and out of the waves and a few couples passed us with their dogs. David commented that maybe we should get a puppy someday. We discussed different breeds for a while and then I decided to explore the beach a bit. I gathered shells to give to Rachel; she had started to collect them. It seemed she shared my same interest in rocks and such that I had at her age.

I packed all the rocks and shells away hoping it would be nice surprise for Rachel when we got home. David got up and took off his shirt and we walked down to the water. It was ice cold as we splashed about trying to get used to the water. We played in the waves together for a while before we decided it was time to call it a day and we headed back.

We changed into clean, dry clothes once we got back to our lodge. David decided to take a nap on the couch before dinner. I watched him lying there for a moment wearing only his boxers and the afternoon light washing over his skin. I got out my sketchpad and tried to capture the moment while sitting at the table. 

It was nice to have time to ourselves for a change. Our busy lives had made it difficult lately. I thought about how lucky I was to have David while I tried to draw the beach. He was so loving and kind. I sat for a few moments watching him sleep before getting up to walk over to him. I kneeled down next to the couch and kissed his cheek. I rubbed my hand over his soft stomach and whispered into his ear.

“Honey? Can you wake up honey?”

“Hmm?”

“I thought I would order some delivery for dinner, anything you want love?”

“Whatever you get is fine,” he smiled up at me. I kissed his forehead and left to find the phone. I ordered some Italian food and tried to tidy up while I waited for its arrival. David woke up when the doorbell rang and left to put on a shirt while I paid for the food. David set the table and we sat down together to share some ravioli and garlic bread.

“What are you thinking lovey?” David inquired while we cleared our plates.

“Oh, I was just looking at the fire place. It’s a shame we can’t use it.”

“I’m sure we’ll find something to do.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked. He smiled and didn’t answer. I left to go brush my hair and put on a nightgown. It was one of my favorites, pink silk with a halter-top neck. I tried to pack some of our clothes away to leave in the morning along with the gifts we had bought. When I came back out David had set some of the bathroom candles in front of the fireplace and had put down a blanket on the floor with some pillows. Next to that was a bowl of fruit and another of whip cream. Once again David was naked and lying down on the blanket with his eyes closed. He looked up at me as I walked in.

“Will this do my beautiful goddess of love?” he asked while getting up.

“Of course David.” I walked over to him and he put his arms around me.

“There is one rule though. You really must be naked, you know how it hurts me so to see you wearing clothes.” He smiled at me and I laughed and kissed his cheek. I should have known better than to get dressed. David untied the straps of my nightgown and let it fall to the floor. Together we laid down on the blanket and put the bowls between us. We took turns dipping the fruit into the whip cream and feeding it to each other.

I dipped my finger into the whip cream and wiped it off on David’s nose. I kissed his cheek and licked it off while he tried to get whip cream on my face. I fed David a strawberry and he licked my fingers clean. 

“Lay back honey,” he whispered. I did as he asked and he sat next to me with the whip cream bowl. He scooped the white whip cream onto his fingers and began covering my chest with it. He made a line of whip cream all the way down my stomach and beyond.

“Are you having fun love?” I smiled.

“The fun hasn’t even begun.” He said, and with that he started to lick my breasts clean. David licked the whip cream off my nipples and sucked on them lightly. He then made his way down my stomach and finally to my slit. He slid his tongue up me before placing his whole mouth over my lips, sucking on them. He pushed his tongue into me, seeking out my clit. He gave it a few hard licks and then kissed the outside of my slit. 

He moved back up next to me put a pillow under my head. I spread my legs far apart and he placed himself between them. I put my arms around David’s back as he brought his lips down to my own. We kissed hard and I held him tight; I could feel his firm shaft pressing against me. I loosened my arms and David moved up, sliding slowly into my slit. I pushed my hips up to his as his cock spread my lips apart.

David started to grind his hips against me and brought his lips back to mine. I moaned into his mouth as he began to stroke in and out. His hard cock throbbed inside my wet slit as he pushed the base of his shaft into me. His testicles rested against my lips before David started to move faster. He rammed his cock into me hard, moaning with every thrust.

“Oh god Shanna!”

“David, oh, go harder David!” I moaned. David began to slow down his strokes, inching his cock in and out of my aching pussy. 




Vacation



“I think you’re having too much fun.”

“Ooo, meanie!” I yelled. David kissed my lips and held me tight. His warm chest pressed down against mine. “I love you David.”

“I love you too sweetie pie.” He kissed me again and slowly moved in and out again. We pushed our hips against each other and thrust faster. Soon David was slamming his cock into me, stretching my slit around him. I could feel him throb again and I tried to squeeze his shaft tight between my lips.

David moaned loud as he pounded into me and I could feel his body tensing. He pushed his cock as deep into me as he could as he shot hot cum between my lips. He continued to pump into me through his orgasm. I thrust hard against him and I started to cum. My slit clenched around David’s shaft as we collapsed together. David rolled off me and I pulled up close next to him.

“I love you honey.” I said to him.

“I love you too.”

“You realize this means we have to get up in a few minutes?”

“Yeah, I know.” David turned to put his arms around me and kissed my nose. We held each other close for a while before blowing out the candles. We cleaned up the food and wearily went off to bed to get some sleep before the drive home in the morning. 



Vacation



Tracey woke to a silent darkness. Groggy she opened her eyes, tried to sit up, confusion swirled in her mind, then awareness flooded her as heart hammered. A blindfold covered her eyes, a gag of some sort filled her mouth. She could taste the rubber and leather on her tongue. Straining against her bonds she moved her head, then realized she couldn't hear. Earplugs had also been placed in her ears. Her arms were tied over her head, she could feel her nude body lying on some type of corse surface. 

A lifetime of logical thinking slowly forced back her panic as her mind tried to inventory what was happening to her. Her legs were also restrained, kept wide by ropes or some binding tight around her ankles severely limiting the movement of her legs. She was mildly chilled, her skin seemed especially sensitive as a breeze fluttered across her skin, raising goose bumps. Her mind began to race as she tried to remember what took place before she awoke here, helpless, wherever here is.

She fought through the fogginess that seemed to fill her brain, that kept her distracted, confused. Think, she told herself, remember who you are, what you are. 

Tracey remembered, she was a Criminal Defense Lawyer, the owner and Lead Partner in her firm. Slowly memories returned, thoughts began to become clearer, a little more focused. 

She had recently hired a male secretary. Ever aware of the countries growing fears of sexual harassment she had been very careful to keep the relationship on a strictly formal basis. Though handsome and well mannered she had prided herself on her cool business-like manner she had taken with Robert. He was very good at his job, efficient with both the typing and dealing with clients, she had no real complaints. A neat dresser as required in a professional setting, he never actually said anything disrespectful, but she occasionally thought she saw a hurried look or a slow smile slide at times on his lips.

Robert had been with her six months now and she was relaxed enough to accept his innocent offer of a quick drink after working late on a difficult case they had just finished. She was looking forward to her six weeks vacation. She had told Robert he deserved one as well and hoped he had some good plans for relaxation, after promising him a bonus for his hard work on the case. He had smiled and said yes he planned on starting his this very night, but wouldn’t she have a drink before she left, to celebrate their victory, his treat of course. Smiling she had told him yes, pleased at the resolution she had gotten for her client.

Strangely, Robert always took his lunch at the club across the street. She assumed it was one of those exclusive types for it didn’t have any gaudy neon lights or advertisements. All it had was a sign hanging at street level. It resembled one of those Old English type signs. It was dark green with black highlighted script that said. "Hunters Den" and had two crossed riding crops on the header. A riding club or perhaps an all men’s club she had thought to herself, for she had noticed mostly men in business suites enter and leave, few women. That was the place he had suggested they take their drink before parting. When he saw her hesitate he said she could choose another place if she wanted but this was closer and it was late. She smiled and said she didn’t mind, but she didn’t want him to spend his bonus before he got it. He had laughed, stating he was a member thanks to his father so not only could they get in, but the drinks were free for him.

When she still hesitated, he assured her yes he was a member and in good standing so she shouldn’t worry about the cost. 

Tracy was surprised since this was the first time in six months he had mentioned his family or his interests. She looked at him appraisingly as he revealed some obvious money in his family. 

She remembered his smiling at her as he held open the door for her to escort her across the street.

A fine early distraction, Tracey thought, looking foreword to relaxing in the sun and perhaps a nice romantic interlude in the weeks to come.

Lying there in the dark she thought back to her anticipation over her vacation, how she had poured out her thoughts on a journal she kept in her computer under her private password. She had of recently been writing about finding someone to share her vacation with. A strong man, who she could relax with and not worry about the little things, the day to day details that filled her life. She had even confided in her journal her own growing need for sex. Her dreams of late were quite erotic and she woke throbbing in need of release. She usually satisfied her-self and dressed for the office and left. But she had confided some of these dreams to her journal, surprised at their intensity and determined to see to some of those needs at last while on vacation.

At forty-two Tracey still knew she was an attractive woman. Plump but nicely rounded in all the right places and relatively fit. Only five foot five, she spent her lunches at the gym keeping her weight down, and her butt relatively firm. She had long brown hair, which she usually kept in very business-like chiffon at the nape of her long slender neck, her eyes were a dark blue that could become steel and had caused many a witness to crumple under her withering cross-examination. Still she was quite ready to begin her vacation. She really hoped some good would come from this. At least stop some of the daydreaming, somehow being the cold-hearted bitch in control seemed to scare off most men. 

With a shudder as another cool breeze crossed her skin, she again thought back to the last clear memories she had. They had entered the club with a smile on her lips and Robert at her elbow. The exterior was dark and very quiet. No music could be heard. A young woman whose appearance took Tracey back at first met them. She was dressed in a very short tight leather skirt that just stopped short of her crotch, with very high heels and skimpy leather halter-top. Her long blonde hair was woven in a tight braid atop her head and she had on a leather choker necklace with a small piece of chain dangling from it. Tracey almost giggled thinking she looked like a biker chic and so out of place in the quiet elegant interior of the clubs lobby. 

"Good evening Robert Sir, so glad to have you with us again Sir. How may I serve you Sir?” The young woman said as she greeted them with a slight bow. 

Tracey started to reply but Roberts’s fingers tightened on her elbow, since it was his club she waited for him to speak. 

"A quiet table, were we won’t be disturbed. This is Tracey. She is joining me this evening and I don’t want to be disturbed." Robert spoke in a clip and abrupt manner to the young woman. Tracy noticed she listened attentively, but never looked up at them.

Tracey felt sorry for her and again started to speak when he gripped her elbow again and guided her away. 

"This way Tracey. Since we are at leisure its ok for me to call you by your first name right?" He asked as he deftly guided her with the young woman following quietly behind. 

"Of course Robert" She stammered slightly over his first name. In the office he was only allowed to call her by her last name. For a moment she had a slight uneasy feeling, which she quickly dismissed. She really did need this vacation, she thought. 

The rest of the time was very uneventful. She drank only two vodka and grapefruits, although they did seem a little strong. It’s slightly bitter taste she still remembered as the two of them discussed the case and the office in general. She remembered feeling very tired and telling Robert she really needed to be going and get started on her vacation by first having a nice long sleep. He had laughed as she told him she was looking forward to not setting or waking to that damn alarm clock. 

She laughed some more as she rose and he nodded of course it was a silly alarm clock, and began to escort her towards the door. She remembered feeling warm and leaning against Robert then, nothing. Absolutely nothing, until she awoke in this strange and awful state. 

Clearly her place was being burglarized and she was being held captive. She trembled thinking on what her present state meant about their plans for her. Her heart began racing as she began to struggle. Pulling at her bonds, squirming to loosen her arms and legs. She kept at this for what seemed like hours a fine film of sweat building on her skin. At last she gave up and lay quiet, exhausted, trying to breath through her nose and around the mask. Just for a moment she thought, just a moment’s rest, to try and get her breath back. 

She jerked as she felt hands suddenly touch her and her heart rate jumped off the scale. Large soft hands were caressing her breast and belly. Slow, light strokes that despite herself sent little shivers up her spine. She struggled anew, desperately trying to speak through her gag. The hands continued to caress, now teasing her nipples. They responded despite her efforts to will them not. God she felt so embarrassed. If they were going to rape her why not just get it over with. She was helpless and couldn’t see, so just do it. Do it she screamed through her gag. But the hands were unrelenting. 

One hand left her breast and she felt it on her thigh. She jerked and bucked wildly trying to get away from that hand. It slid up her thigh and slid through her thick curls over her mons. She moaned behind the gagged, near tears in her frustration to get loose. Tracey decided to go limp. To just lay there and give them no response. Hoping this would let them do whatever and leave. But she wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction of seeing her rage in fear or plea anymore. Besides with the gag and restraints holding her totally immobile that was impossible anyway. Tracey willed her body limp. 

She felt the hands stop and then to her amazement she felt her left nipple gripped and squeeze. She remained still. The pressure increase and the nipple were twisted. The pain building in her breast was intense. She had to move to try and relieve some of the pain. She jerked and tried to arch her back to get away and at the first movement of her body the fingers at her crotch slid between her pussy lips and a finger was thrust up inside her. She felt it like a deep shock. The sensation from her nipple rolled through her body to deep inside. Both hands and both sensations connected. 

She, against all reason gripped the finger with her pussy and felt herself become aroused. Her wetness became evident and she moved her hips to press her mons against the hand. She moaned into the gag. The finger was removed from Tracy’s now throbbing pussy and the hands left her body. She trembled, she didn’t know if from shock or to her shame, arousal.

As she lay there her mind drifted and she thought of her fantasies. This had been one of her dark ones, to be taken and used with no choice but to … respond. She had even written this in her journal. She was beginning to wonder if she truly wanted that now. Faced with the reality it was frightening and she felt so helpless. 

Tracey wondered if they were staring at her, watching her respond. How many were in the room? Were they going to leave her here like this to be found, humiliated? Tears slid from under her blindfold. Tracey felt the breath against her cheek before she felt the tongue. It licked at her tears and then a gentle kiss was pressed to her cheek. She felt fingers remove the earplugs and sound rushed in. She could hear her captor breathing. Tracey’s head was lifted and the gag untied and removed from her mouth. She licked her lips and stretched her jaw. 

"Please let me..." she started to ask. But a hand covered her mouth and she heard a deep measured voice say. "You will only talk if given permission. You may nod your head to show you understand" Tracey nodded her head slowly. 

Her mind was racing to see if she could recognize the voice, so deep and measured. She was picturing a huge man in her mind and she trembled. She felt something like a belt being slid around her neck. He is going to choke me to death her mind screamed. But instead she felt it fitted snugly and heard a snap like a lock being clicked. Tracey once again felt the hand on her breast. It squeezed then rolled a nipple between two fingers and continued down to her belly and lower. As it approached her mons she squirmed and started to plead. 

"NO don’t!"

"SHhhhhh pet, you don’t want the gag back do you?" the hand never stopped it downward journey as she shook her head rapidly no. She didn’t want that gag back at all.

The fingers slid between her lower lips and once again began their caress. As fingers stroked her clit a tongue slid over and around her nipple. Lips closed over then latched onto the nipple and it was sucked hard. Her flesh was betraying her. Her clit was throbbing and she wanted that finger back, deep inside her. A soft moan escaped her lips. She felt and heard the man chuckle as he took his lips to the other nipple. Her indignation rose to save her and she bucked wildly trying to get away from the hand that was buried in her crotch stroking her clit. Teeth clamped down hard on her nipple and two fingers were shoved hard into her. She gasped at this sudden invasion and the pain in her nipple. 

"Be Still!" the man commanded. Gasping she nodded her head in understanding. She settled and the lips became gentler, the fingers once again began sliding slowly in and out of her now wet pussy, stroking her clit again. Tracey’s resolve to be non-responsive was once again broken as her hips moved with a life of their own and rose slightly pressing herself against the insistent hand. Tracey felt his other hand slide under her bottom and grip her ass cheeks. His lips continued to tease and arouse her nipples. 

As her clit was stroked and a finger teasing the throbbing depths of her, she felt a finger circle and caress her tight anus. She felt herself nearing the peak. Her clit was hard and throbbing, her need for release, to cum building. Tracey now actively rubbed her clit against that hand. She was focusing on the building sensations deep within her. Moans were escaping her lips and she knew that she was going to explode into orgasm any instant, closer, closer until...then he just stopped. 

The lips withdrew from her breast. The questing fingers moved away from her pussy and ass cheeks. She lay there panting, her body throbbing. She almost pleaded with him for release, but she gained control and bit her lip to keep from speaking. 

For long minutes she waited. Her body cooled and she began to stiffen, her anger rising. Then, again the soft wet lips and tongue were applied to her nipples and the hand pressed against her mons a finger sliding in between her neither lip’s to stroke her clit. Slowly she began building again, faster this time. Her body becoming totally lost to the sensations he was producing in her. She was brought once again to the peak but not allowed to go over. Her body was afire; her desire to cum was beginning to block out all other though. When she thought release was there all caressing stopped. 

Soon she was begging, pleading for him to make her cum. All she heard was his deep laughter as he continues to toy with her body. His control of her body was total and maddening, she lost all track of time, wishing for then demanding to be allowed release from the constant pressure. 

Tracey’s breathing was ragged and her body covered in sweat when she felt the bed shift as his weight was added to it. She felt him shift between her wide spread thighs. Her mind raced thinking at last she would achieve that release she so craved. Her body trembled her need great. Tracey felt the hands slide under her lower back and a soft but firm wedge was shoved under her lower back and ass. The pillow raised her hips high off the bed; she felt the strain in her legs as her thighs were stretched, the ankles still tied to corners. For a moment, she felt his hot breath on her pussy, and then a tongue slid between her lips. It stroked her clit once and she arched her back and moaned. 

He stopped and she felt his weight shift again. The sensation of cold metal touched her wet pussy. It slid slowly but surely up into her the length of her slit. She felt it pressed relentlessly into the depths of her tight pussy. Sliding easily she was so wet. It filled her and stretched her tight. She was impaled and her body shook as her pussy rippled around it. Again he chuckled " Now for some serious training "

Her mind went into over-drive, quivering at the edge of orgasm. Training she wondered, her mind trying to work, for what? Tracey felt his cock then for the first time. It was sliding up and down her exposed ass cheeks. They were already slick with her own juices but she could tell extra lubricant had been added to his cock. Her mind cried out, panicked. This was something she had never done except in her wildest fantasies. None had tried to use her ass before. She wiggled her butt and hips frantically trying to avoid him. 

He gripped her hips and growled "BE STILL SLAVE." 

Slave! Her mind screamed as she felt him press his cock to her tightly puckered ass. 

"NO ...Please! " She cried out as he applied steady pressure to her ass. The head of his cock entered her with an almost audible pop. She groaned at the unexpected pain. He held still letting her as relax around him and felt the spasms fade. 

Slowly Tracy felt her tight anal muscles relax. As she relaxed further, the opening began to widen, the pain receding to only a strange alien feeling of having her ass filled. Then, he pushed in a little further. Tracey first tensed, but at the feeling of pain forced her muscles to relax, unprepared for the sensations this was awakening in her. As he entered her slowly her clit throbbed and her pussy tightened around the now warm metal object filling her. The intense feelings of two large objects filling her were driving her nervous system into frenzy. 

She heard him groan with pleasure as he slowly buried his cock in her ass. She felt his hips meet her flesh, totally connected, and joined. As he leaned forward and his weight pushed on the thing buried in her pussy, which had begun to slide out of her incredibly wet flesh. She couldn’t help herself she squirmed against him. Tracey felt his hand travel up her body as he began to slowly slide in and out of her ass. Slow short strokes that surprisingly began to feel wonderful. His hand grasped the piece of chain hanging from the belt around her neck. She felt him pull on it pulling her downward and onto him with each stroke. 

"Tracey, know that you are mine. I am your Master. You will call me that and beg to let you cum, or be punished. Do you understand? You may speak." 

"Please don’t do this.” She gasped as the feeling of him moving slowly, deeper into her, filling her. For an instant she realized this was not her idea. Pushing aside the feelings, the intensity say gasped out, “I don’t want a Master. YOU CAN’T DO THIS!" She cried out as he suddenly drove hard into her ass. 

His slow soft motions became a driving force. Tracey felt a hand move between them and suddenly the metal object in her pussy began to vibrate, the low thrum sending shock waves of pleasure up through her body.

“Agh!” She gasped. Her body seemed to explode with the intensity. She now knew what he had shoved into her. Waves of vibrations seemed to run from her toes all through her body, exploding into her head.

 "But you do pet , you do want to be mastered.” Said the voice in her ear, she could feel drops of sweat falling across her back from him. “I have been watching you. Your desires and needs are evident to me.” She was losing track of everything except those feelings and his voice, both pounding at her will. “You will call me Master. For that is what I am.”




Vacation



“Beg me to make you cum pet. Let it go. YOU are mine!" With that he began driving deeper, faster, harder into her ass. Long strokes that rocked her body when his hips met her ass with and audible sound of wet flesh meeting wet sweaty flesh. With each stroke, the vibrator was shoved deep into her, as he moved back her muscles tried to squeeze it out of her body, meanwhile the buzzing throb of the vibrations were driving her insane. 

 Leaning into her like this brought him into hard contact with her swollen throbbing clit. Her whole body was screaming for release, her ass and pussy began throbbing in time to the vibrations. She began to buck wildly meeting his savage thrust. Tracey felt it building again, stronger more explosive than ever before, and the deep sensation inside her, as her clit swelled bigger. 

Her head was arched back and her cries filled the room. Tracey did begin to beg for release. "PPPLLLEAASE . Oh My God! PLLEASE-make-me-cum!" She panted in time to his thrusts. She could feel his cock swelling deep with in her ass and hear his balls slapping against it. 

"Please what my pet? Who am I?" He kept on driving into her, taking and claiming her body as his. 

She felt like a tight ball of need and only he could give her release. She realized that yes he was the Master of her body and she felt her soul tremble as she cried out. "OHH GOD! YES MASTER! MASTER! Please let me cumm!" She heard his deep groan of pleasure as her pulled hard onto the chain from her throat. 

"YES! " he shouted. "Master, yours Tracey my pet. YES, now cum for Master, Cum with me, cum for me Now!" 

He didn’t stop stroking his cock in and out of her ass, the vibrator fucking her hard as he slammed into her. He was leaning heavily into her. 

She felt her lower body turn the delicious deep liquid feeling, as her clit seem to explode. The sensation of pleasure ripped through her body and she screamed a deep guttural cry of release as her pussy tightened and spasmmed around the vibrator. The waves rolling over and over her till she felt like she couldn’t breathe. Her whole entire world focusing as she seemed to explode spreading out to cover the universe swept away as the sensations of her body took her. 

Her ass began to spasm too, gripping and milking his cock. She felt like her body was having two orgasms at the same time. Then he gave a loud cry, it mingled with hers, as he slammed hard against her grinding in. 

She felt his cock jerking in her and his hot cum bathed the wall deep in her ass. He made small pumping motions with his hips driving each jet of hot semen deep in her. Their joint cum ran down her ass cheeks covering his balls, she floated on the euphoria of the most intense orgasm of her life. He collapsed atop her heaving body, both gasping for breath, breathing hard.

"Well done pet. Well done. Master is pleased." He then kissed her slowly and Tracey freely returned his kiss. He chuckled and she felt his fingers pulling at her blindfold. His cock remained in her ass, still semi-hard. She bore his full weight, sated.

As he removed the blindfold he said. "Gaze upon you Master." She turned her head; it took a moment for her eyes to adjust. Then they widened in shock, it was Robert. Around his throat was strapped a device which must have disguised his voice.

"Welcome to My world pet. Your vacation and your training have begun." He looked steadily into her eyes. She looked into his and saw a strength there she had never noticed before. She also saw tenderness to in his face and mouth as he stroked her breast softly. 

As he pulled out of her body, Tracy sighed. He gently removed the vibrator and the wedge from under her hips. With a warm cloth he cleansed her slightly bruised yet still throbbing body. He looked at her and asked with a smile. "Whose property are you pet?" Tracey still lost in the euphoria of all her orgasms smiled up at him and said. "Yours Master yours." 

He chuckled and laid a hand on her belly, softly swirling his fingers across her, the slight touch sending ripples of pleasure across her body. 

"That journal of yours was most helpful. When I read it I knew your would be mine." Tracey began to struggle once again, all at once realizing her position, her job and what he had done to her. He just laughed, loosened the bindings and pointed out her clothing piled neatly on a chair. “You can dress and leave, the door behind that curtain leads into the street, or you can be here later when I return.” Smiling at her he left the room. 

Alone, she eased her struggling as her mind cleared, relaxing from that moment of anger. A slow smile came to Tracey’s eyes, thinking about that incredible sex. She caught herself as she began to wonder just what kind of slave she would turn out to be. Chuckling to herself, Tracy hoped Robert truly knew what he was in for. 

She slid the pillow under her head, and then leaned back, feeling somehow relaxed and content in her 'bonds'. Exhausted and well spent she began to drift off to sleep, anticipating her next 'session'. One word slid from her smiling lips as sleep claimed her. 

"Master."



Vacation



Dave and Betsy were a sexy couple, in their late 40s, healthy and fit. Success in their careers had taken its toll though. Their appetites and cravings for each other had fallen off. They were still very happy together but the fire...where was that elusive fire that used to keep them up for hours and hours in the dark of night, as they consumed every wanton and lusty inch of each other? 

This latest vacation might be the fix. They slept late each day, enjoyed leisurely breakfasts on the terrace of their coastline hotel, and made love every night, tenderly, affectionately. Still, the passion was lacking. 

This morning, Dave proposed some window shopping, a chance to wander around and see the sights with no schedule in mind. He was acting strangely though, making a special request of Betsy to wear her yellow flowered sundress. She thought it odd, not realizing he favored it as it would seem he did. As they dressed to begin their day, Dave caught sight of Betsy reaching for her bra and he said "not today...do it for me, please." That was easy for Betsy. She had great breasts and sensitive nipples she was proud to display, even through the thin layer of her dress. What surprised (and secretly delighted) her was when Dave added, "leave the panties behind, too." What? There was a time when that was common as they prepared for a night out. Dave always wanted to be sure that when he wanted to touch her pussy, it was right there, smooth and fresh. It was not uncommon for him to lean her up, palms down, against the car and fuck her quickly, then let her spend the rest of the evening feeling his cum leaking from her. 

Betsy was intrigued and aroused. What was happening here? She adored Dave and when she recalled the nights out they once shared as he reached between her legs under a restaurant table, or in the theater, she shivered and wanted him then and there. She reached for him and he scoffed "not just yet baby..." This could be a very exciting day...

They walked around, Dave teasing her every time they passed a man who looked straight at Betsy's nipples. They were all but visible...the wispy, gauzy fabric of the sundress displaying Betsy in a way she had not experienced in too long. 

They stood at the leather goods store window for a couple of minutes, when they noticed the small sign in the lower corner: TATOOS. For years Betsy wanted a tattoo, a little dragon, on her ankle or hip..she wasn't sure, never did anything about it. Dave looked at her and said, "Now's your chance!" They went in. Whoa...there was a small sitting area, a counter, and a curtained area behind the counter. There were personal pics hanging up here and there but Betsy only noticed them without really seeing. 

Finally a great big guy named Chuck came out. Shaggy hair, hairy arms, leather vest with no shirt...yikes, Betsy could not imagine letting him work on her. He was so unattractive! Dave talked to him, came back to Betsy and reported: "Hon, it's expensive...he wants 200 bucks. What do you think?" Betsy was floored and said no, not to waste the money. Then Dave said he would talk to him again. While Betsy waited, she walked around and looked more closely at the pics...these people were all naked! Women displaying tattoos everywhere on their bodies, and she wondered about being naked enough to have a tattoo applied in some of these places, actually displaying her sex for someone like Chuck to touch and handle and who knows what else! She couldn't do that, she was sure...

Dave returned, grinning...all he told her was that Chuck came down on his price, understanding they were on vacation. Before she could speak Chuck led the couple through the curtained area to his "room" where he did his "work". The table...Betsy took one look at it and wondered what was going on. Dave told her to hop up on one end. It was narrow, like an exam table. Chuck adjusted the back of it so that it supported Betsy in a semi-upright position, but forced her to slide closer to the edge as her legs dangled over. "Atta girl..." he mumbled, standing at the end and reaching for the hem of her skirt, raising it. Betsy looked alarmed and Dave said, "Don't worry hon, he knows what he's doing." Chuck continued raising Betsy's skirt until her pussy came into view. He reached for her knees and parted them. Betsy objected, wanting to know what was going on. Dave walked over and kissed her neck and told her it would be fun, he would be right there, and she'd have her tattoo. Betsy was turned on, not really sure why but she knew she loved having this big hairy guy looking between her legs. Then she felt him strap each calf down, making it impossible for her to move them. And then she realized Dave was in on this. As good ole Chuck fastened her legs to the table, Dave was raising her skirt up more. Chuck grunted as he caught sight of Betsy's gaping cunt, uncovered and only inches away from him. 

Chuck ran his fat hand over Betsy's mound and said "well I see one problem here, stubble. I can't tattoo over stubble." Betsy shrieked that she didn't want a tattoo there... "Dave, do something!" Dave talked to her, kissing her neck and squeezing her tits as Chuck stood by. "Hon, it's not a big deal...he'll just have to shave you. You'll love having that little dragon at your bikini line..you saw the pics." Yeah, Betsy remembered looking at the happy cunts displayed in living color in the outer room. Before she could react, Chuck was lathering her up, applying shaving cream , then stopping to instruct Dave to get the dress off because he didn't want it to get messy. As Dave reached for the bunched up fabric that was at Betsy's hips to raise it over her head, she tried to protest but in one swift move Dave was displaying his completely naked wife to Chuck. 

"She is one hot fucker, you weren't kidding..." He was licking his lips, eyeing her tits...then went about the business of the shaving cream. He couldn't get into the creases where Betsy's upper thighs met her groin so he adjusted the table back some...this caused her cunt to open up more and now Dave was kissing his wife, squeezing her bare tits, and Dave watched Chuck staring at his wife's body, exposed and strapped down, immobile, there for the taking...Chuck watched the tit action then simply let one of his stubby fingers slide right into Betsy. She gasped and looked to Dave who simply kissed her again and murmured to her that he wanted Chuck to have her. 

She felt two fat fingers stuff her wet snatch, then felt the table raising...what was happening?...she was so aroused...this huge unattractive man was now sitting on a stool at eyelevel with her wet and bubbling cunt! She felt him stretching the lips apart, the razor slowly grazing her skin. He remarked on the scent of a horny woman as she was spread open by him and Betsy could only groan. Dave reached down and pulled back the hood of her pussy. Chuck's camera was at the ready and click Betsy's hot pussy was immortalized on film. Chuck's barber's duties were skillful and finished in record time. 

He took great care in rinsing and wiping away remnants of the shaving cream from the luscious fuckhole that gaped before him, then grabbed hold of Betsy's hips as he pulled himself even closer to her gaping thighs...after some lusty lapping of his tongue his huge head dove in, and in one gulp he had Betsy's pussy in his mouth. He licked and sucked until she was screaming. His coated one of his stubby fingers with her pussy juice then slid it easily into her shithole as he continued to eat her. Betsy's orgasm overtook her quickly; she squirted on Chuck's face. "Oh bitch, you cum like that, huh? Well does daddy have the fix for you." 

And with that Betsy felt the table raising again. She was trembling from her orgasm and now Dave was turning her head towards him as he fed his hard cock to his wife's mouth. She was transformed into a wanton whore who would have fucked anyone. She looked above her and saw the mirrored ceiling, reflecting the image of a naked fuck slut, about to take one cock into her mouth, and saw Chuck, great big unattractive Chuck, his jeans down below his waist. She looked up and saw the fatest piece of cockmeat she had ever seen nestled in a thick, heavy growth of pubic hair. She watched as his fingers continued to work her hungry snatch, her mouth working Dave's cock. The table raised enough so that Chuck had only to step right up and slide his hot rod right into Betsy's pussy. His cock reached her more deeply than any cock had ever reached before. He fucked her like a piece of trash as she sucked Dave. Chuck's fat meat stretched her to the limit, and he fucked her hard, quickly dumping a load of cum in her. 

Then the store door opened..."hey man, Chuck, you back there" as one of Chuck's buddy's walked in. He feasted his eyes on this trembling woman, unzipped his jeans as he walked over and offered to help his buddy out. His eyes locked with Betsy's and he said "Hey baby, that's a dirty cunt you got there, drippin cum all over the place...you're gonna need more in there I think" and he positioned himself between Betsy's legs and fucked her slowly..."yeah mamma, tighten that cunt around me, pull my cock into you. This your daddy here? She's a fine slut...just what I was hopin for" and in just seconds more he was ready to cum but pulled out..."let's untie you baby, get you up here on your knees. I want to see that sweet little asshole of yours..." 

Betsy was wobbly, but Chuck and Dave unfastened her and turned her around, then got her on her hands and knees. Chuck's cum oozed from Betsy. 

"Baby, don't ignore your old man..that's a stiff piece of meat he has there, keep suckin him" and Betsy leaned forward to get Dave's cock in her mouth again. In so doing, her ass splayed itself...Chuck's buddy climbed up on the table with Betsy, his jeans around his knees, his very long cock standing at attention and slipping into Betsy's cunt as he massaged her ass...

Betsy sucked Dave who was riveted now to the sight before him...two strangers, messy looking, tough and in control, were fucking the living daylights out of his wife AND watching her suck him off. He squeezed his own balls as the two men watched him shoot an endless load of cum into his wife's mouth. 

And before Betsy could catch her breath, she felt the other man's finger slide into her ass...his finger fucked her like that, causing her to rock and rock...and scream and beg...and rock more...until she felt that long, hot cock enter her dark tunnel, causing her to scream out and convincing Chuck she needed something to keep her mouth busy, so he came around and stuffed her mouth with his cock...

Dave took picture after picture...of his wife's asshole being rammed by some nameless biker guy, her mouth filling with Chuck's cum...



Vacation: A Surprise



Leslie awoke early. Her body thrummed with unused energy. She felt slightly sore, maybe from the clamp. Yet the pain was a small one, though nagging, and mostly easy to ignore. She went to the bathroom, and luxuriated in a nice long, hot, soak. Then, it was back to the bedroom to figure out what to wear for her impromptu appointment. Amazingly enough, her phone rang. Even harder to believe, it was Misery.

“Hello, little pet. If you are doing as you were told, you should be ready to get dressed. Don’t bother. I know you have a trench of some sort, wear that over your naked skin and high heels, the strap-y kind if you have them, pumps will do if you don’t. I prefer red, but black will do. You have twenty minutes, don’t be late.”

Leslie grabbed her long red vinyl trench and 4 inch red pumps from the closet. Giggling to herself, she dressed hurriedly, her mind whirling. It seemed to be quite a coincidence that Misery loved the same color as she. If Leslie had ever believed in good omens, well, she could think of less useful ones.

She arrived at the townhouse no more than 15 minutes later, her body in overdrive from anticipation and desire. Parking her jeep on the same side street as before, she hurried to the house and rang the bell. It was answered by Misery, herself.

“Ah, pet, it seems you have a sense of urgency. And you have found red to wear for me. Lovely. Step inside. I will take your coat. I want you to walk into my living room and stand there until I have hung this up. I will be with you shortly.”

Leslie did as she was bid. Misery, clad in white and crimson leathers joined her there shortly thereafter. For some odd reason, she had a white silk mask over the upper part of her face. It left only the eyes and lower half visible and was strangely erotic. 

“I would like you on your knees. I need to check your back to make sure there was no permanent damage. After all, a good owner never marks her pets.”

Leslie sank slowly to her knees. She sat erect, her ass sitting on her heels, back straight, hands clasped loosely behind her. She looked straight ahead as Misery circled her slowly; checking for imperfections or markings on the skin. 

Once the inspection was over, Misery beckoned her to rise with a slight gesture. 

“Now pet, I have something to show you. If, by some odd design, you find that you can not handle what you see, there will be no lasting harm. If you decide to stay, however, then you are not ever free to go from my service until I release you. Is that agreeable to you?”

Leslie answered quietly, “Yes, mistress.”

Well-tended hands moved up to the mask and untied it. It slid slowly down revealing the face of Leslie’s boss. A small smile graced her full lips as she took in the shock on Leslie’s face. 

“So, now you know. Do you wish to leave?”

Leslie sat silently, thinking back over the last 12 hours. Finally she spoke.

“If I may, just one small question?

The answer was a languid wave of Misery’s hand.

“How did you know to have a mask on when I came last night?”

“Quite simple really, pet. I set it up with Cyndi. She called me from Blood Roses as you were gathering your things. I did not realize that you lived this life as well. Imagine my surprise when Cyndi informed me, otherwise. It seemed a fine jest. But none of that matters now. My original question is still awaiting an answer, pet.”

“I will stay, mistress.”

“You will call me Mistress Martine (which is my real name) or merely madam in the presence of others. At all times you are to be kneeling and nude with in this house. I will not allow another to use you with out your consent unless you anger me. I prefer you to speak only when spoken to. And, most importantly, what occurs here, stays here. I will not bring our personal life onto the job, neither should you. Do you understand these rules and agree to them?”

“Yes, Mistress Martine.”

“Now, go to our room. Kneel as before. I will be up shortly.”

Leslie followed orders. She went to the third floor and knelt beside the bed. Within a few moments, Martine entered. She had pulled her hair into a high ponytail and carried with her a pair of steel handcuffs. 

“On the bed, pet. It is time to relieve you of your burden.”

Leslie climbed up onto the high king sized bed, which was covered in black and crimson satin and blended perfectly with the décor of the room. She lay flat on her back, unmoving.

“Arms up, dear one. I want you cuffed.”

Leslie stretched her arms above her head. Martine cuffed first one wrist and the other to the headboard, leaving very little room for movement.

“Now do not move, as this may hurt a bit.”

With that, Leslie felt fingers gliding softly along her nether regions. A few deft screws and the twinge of hurt that had just begun to bother her ran the scale to full out pain. Soothing oil was caressed into her and on the clit, which amazingly enough, began to respond by growing harder and more sensitive. Soon the pleasure had over ridden all pain stimuli and Leslie felt herself on the edge of an abyss.

“Not yet, dear.”

Leslie fought to remain calm, riding the edge of pleasure. Martine had stepped away and was swiftly stripping down. Her body was phenomenal: lush and full, high breasts, tiny waist, clear skin, beautiful hips that tapered down into fit toned legs. An absolute perfect goddess to be worshipped and adored by any lucky enough to know of her.

Martine climbed onto the bed, her legs straddling either side of Leslie’s face. Grinding her pussy upon her Leslie’s mouth she gave one command, beautiful in its simplicity.

“Eat.”

Leslie did just that, licking and suckling softly at lips and clit. Moisture dribbled down into her mouth but she continued on, putting her tongue deep inside with a deep, stabbing motion before withdrawing it and continuing her soft sucks on the hard little bud which sprouted from between tightly folded pussy lips. Soon, Martine rode her face, grinding on it and small gasps echoed around the room. Warm cum, sweeter than anything Leslie had tasted before, flowed into Leslie’s open mouth filling it to over flowing. Martine stopped her movements, lightly panting. Reaching up, she unlocked the cuffs and then rose from her position. 

Leslie watched her every move, enthralled with easy cat-like grace Martine exhibited. 

“Stand up and bend over, grasp your ankles in your hands.”

Leslie did so.

Martine stalked past her and then returned with a strap on, pale pink in color, and about 7 inches long. Leslie watched covertly from between her legs as Martine adjusted the straps and put it on, aligning a little attachment to her clit. The picture she presented, when finished, was erotic in the extreme. Black straps rode her hips snuggly and the dildo itself jutted from her in an obscene way. Leslie could feel the wetness sliding down the inside of her thighs as Martine lined up and slid it home, deep inside of her.

“Come for me.” 

Leslie felt her mistress begin slowly to grind with in her. The deep penetration and rocking of her hips caused an almost instant orgasm that rocketed through Leslie, leaving her trembling. Martine did not stop, instead she quickened the pace, banging against her. Leslie came again. Weakness spread through Leslie, leaving her red faced and gasping. Finally, Martine, with a sigh had such a deep orgasm that she almost pulled out. With that, Leslie fainted.

She roused a few moments later, lying half on and half off the bed, Martine standing above her. 

“Are you all right?” a query.

“Yes, Mistress Martine.”

“Good. Go down to the next floor. Look for the second door on your left. In there is a bathroom. Run us some good warm water. I have bath oils. Use a mixture of sandalwood and vanilla, only a few drops of each.”

Leslie rose to leave, and Martine grasped her arm.

“You have pleased me. In return, I hope I have pleased you.” A soft kiss, filled with tenderness, and then a warm hand slapping Leslie on the ass.

“Now, go.”