5 comments/ 93236 views/ 33 favorites 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 01 By: Odysseyker PREFACE Before you read this work, please note that it is adult oriented and very sexually explicit. Also, it is very lengthy and broken into 10 'parts' that should be read in order. Most of them will stand on their own, but certain nuances of the story will be better understood if each part is read in succession. In addition, I would like to say that I am in no way a professional writer and ask your forgiveness for any grammatical errors that might be present. This story was written for entertainment purposes only, yours as well as my own. While it is a work of fiction, there is a great deal of the information that I have included which stems from three decades of my own sexual promiscuity. The people and places are pure fantasy but most of the sex acts depicted are relayed from personal experience, things that I have actually done or witnessed in person. I have tried to touch on a variety of themes and topics in this work to provide a little something for a diverse group of readers. For the most part, the sex is straightforward and what most would consider "normal". There is some mild bondage included in one 'part', as well as a couple of scenes that contain light M/M contact, in a bisexual context. Some portions of the story were written to be simply lustful encounters, while others lend themselves a little more to the romantic lot. I enjoy reading stories that have realism to them, stories that could actually take place, and so that is what I have tried to compose. In so doing, a good deal of 'PART I' is non-sexual in nature, but plays a strong role in setting the scene for the complete story. Since it is so lengthy, I felt obligated to devote a considerable amount to building a foundation for it. I will warn you that if you are looking for line after line of nothing but imaginary depictions of improbable sex, this is not the story for you. My hope is that you will enjoy this creation and that it might give you a fantasy break from your everyday grind. ~~ Odysseyker PART I Days 1-4 This is a story about what might be the best vacation that I've ever had in my life, although I was never more wiped out afterward. I guess I could begin by telling you that my name is Mike. I was 28 years old and working for a large engineering firm in Denver, Colorado when this story took place. It all began when I was approached by two of my buddies at work. It turned out that they had planned to go on vacation with another mutual friend of ours, but he had to cancel for one reason or other. They were planning on going to a timeshare somewhere and they asked me if I would like to come along. They told me that the lodging was already paid for and the cost to me would be minimal. Since I had some time coming and no place to go, I said "Sounds good to me." When the time came, we set out and had a fun trip, joking and laughing all the way. Finally arriving at our destination, I was a bit surprised. The place seemed almost like a truck stop instead of a resort. I was soon informed that this was only the check in point. We would be driven to our accommodations by way of Hummer SUV. Once we finally got to the resort, I was almost amazed at how gorgeous it was. It was the kind of place that looks like it belonged on a postcard or something. There was a beautiful two-story log lodge overlooking a pristine lake shimmering in the afternoon sun. The whole place was surrounded by huge trees and, other than the rugged logging road we had come in on, seemed to be totally secluded. After unloading and getting squared away in our rooms, we began to check out the place a little better. We came downstairs and went to the kitchen, delighted to see that the pantry was stocked with more than enough food and alcohol to supply us, and the other guests, for the two weeks that we were to be there. Across from the kitchen was a very large room that was the main activity area. There was a pool table, bar, wide screen TV and another round table with chairs. There was an electronic dart board hanging on the wall to the right of the bar and sliding glass doors at the far end of the room. These doors opened onto a huge deck that had a spectacular view of the lake. From this deck we could see the dock extending out into the water and a couple of boats that were for our use. I couldn't help but to think about how fun this vacation was going to be. Little did I know just how much fun! The guy that had driven us up the mountain told us that the other guest wouldn't be there until the next day, so we had the whole place to ourselves the first night. We grilled some steaks and drank a few brews, enjoying the peacefulness of the surroundings. After eating we decided to take one of the boats for a quick turn around the lake before the sun set. When we got back, we watched some TV and shot a few games of 'Cut Throat'. It had been a long day and we all decided to turn in because we wanted to get an early start on hiking some of the trails the next morning. I headed for bed and went to sleep with only the sounds of the wilderness outside my window. Early the next morning Tom, Dave and I had a light breakfast and headed for one of the trails. From what we could see, the trails were clear enough that you could tell the trail from the rest of the woods, but still pretty rough. We chose one and set out for a good morning workout. Our plan was to make it back to the cabin around mid day, which we would have done, had Tom not taken a wrong turn landing us on the far side of the lake. Still it was only about 1:15 when we returned. To our surprise none of the other guests had arrived as yet. We had lunch and I said that I was going to take a nap, which my companions decided sounded like a good idea as well. We all went in different directions; Tom to his room, Dave to the deck, and I opted for the hammock tied between two pines. It wasn't long, I'm sure, before the woods were filled with our snoring. I was awakened by the sound of the SUV grinding up the old logging road as it neared the lodge. It eased to a stop just in front of the steps leading to the entrance of the building and the driver jumped out. He quickly reached back and opened the rear door, just like a fancy chauffeur would have. 'Son-of-a bitch didn't treat us that way' I thought. But just then I saw why he was being such a gentleman. Sliding down, out of the Hummer was a rather hot looking woman with long firm legs. As she emerged, I could see that she was a bit older than I was, but she was in very good shape. The blue jeans she wore clung to her tight form and she was wearing a plaid print shirt with the sleeves cut off and tied in the front, just above the belt line of her jeans. The shirt bulged with the swell of her full and ample breasts. As she moved away from the opening of the door, I watched another pair of legs make their way out of the vehicle. They were bare and obviously female. It was almost as though I were watching in slow motion until her feet hit the ground. I heard a giggle, then she popped around the open door of the Hummer. What I saw was a college boy's wet dream. I guessed the girl to be somewhere in her late teens. She was blonde with an athletic build, wearing a bright pink tube top and the shortest, tightest pair of denim cut-offs I think I've ever seen...in public at least. As they moved around the SUV and toward the steps, I noticed two more men and another woman had exited the vehicle. I wondered for a moment if they were all one party or not, but then my attention was again drawn to the cute little blonde as she began to climb the steps leading to the cabin. Her tight ass wiggled seductively as she took each step, the curve of her bare cheeks clearly visible below the frayed denim. It was quite a sweet sight to wake up to. After the blonde and her mother, as I discovered later, were in the lodge I took another look at the rest of the group that had arrived. One of the men was a rather stout looking black man in his late 20's or early 30's. He was about 6' 2" and looked pretty muscular, like he had spent considerable time in the gym. Given different circumstances, he looked like the kind of guy I wouldn't want to meet in a dark alley. The other two were both white and neither of them was really remarkable in any way. They were both in their mid to late 30's and seemed like a typical suburbanite couple on vacation. The man was dressed in jeans and a T-shirt while the woman wore loose cargo shorts and an oversized khaki button up blouse. I couldn't tell much about her figure, but what I could see of her legs indicated that she was fit, but not really athletic by any means. After the luggage had all been unloaded and the Hummer began its retreat from the premises, I decided that I'd go see if Tom and Dave had gotten a look at the new arrivals, especially the little blonde. I went inside after the new guests had dispersed, and made my way out onto the deck. There I found Dave still snoozing in one of the lounge chairs. I gave it a kick, startling him. "What the hell...?" he grumbled. "You might want to wake up," I said, "we have new guests." Still a little peeved at my waking him, he replied "So what?" "So nothing I guess...unless hot little blonde chicks in short tight cut-offs interest you," I smirked. He sat bolt upright and looked at me with a big grin. "Hot huh?" he questioned. "Yep, pretty sweet," I answered. Just then the sliding door opened and Tom came out onto the deck. Sliding the door closed behind him, he asked, "Have you guys seen the new folks yet?" I told him that I had but Dave had not. "You have got to check out Tiffany," he told Dave, then went on to explain that he had met the first two females as he was coming down from his room. They, of course, were going to theirs. Introducing himself to them, they told him that they were in fact mother and daughter. Their names were Cheryl and Tiffany. The latter being the blonde object of our excitement. Dave didn't have to wait too long to get his first eyeful of Tiffany. Just a few minutes after Tom had come onto the deck, we heard giggles and laughter below us. Then, as they emerged from under the deck, we watched as Cheryl and her daughter headed briskly toward the lake. Both were clad only in bikinis that were quite revealing. The three of us were instantly at the railing, ogling these fine specimens of femininity as they jiggled down the path to the dock. I was quite impressed with Cheryl's body as she dove into the water at the end of the dock. Despite her having to be at least 10 to 15 years older than myself, she looked nearly as fit as her nubile young daughter. The thought of getting into an older woman's pants sent a little tingle through the pit of my stomach. Of course, the thought of getting into Tiffany's pants, providing she was of age, didn't exactly calm me down. All I knew was that a chance at either one of these beauties would be sweet. But to try to keep myself from building my hopes up too much, I rationalized that they were simply there for a nice quiet vacation, just like the rest of us. The remainder of the afternoon and evening was spent getting to know the other guests a little, while trying to not be too obvious with our lecherous staring at Cheryl and Tiffany. Confiding their ages Cheryl said, "I'm 41 and Tiffany's 19," and told us they were from Santa Monica, California. The black guy was a semi-pro football player named Mark. It was the off-season and he was just trying to "get away from it all" for a while before training began again. The other couple were Paul and Kelly. I had guessed pretty well about them. They were 38 and 34, respectively, and lived in the suburbs of Chicago. Both were successful business people and didn't seem to lead what would be considered an overly exciting lifestyle. The next couple of days were very much the same, with folks in and out, hiking and swimming, just kind of getting to know the surroundings and each other. Tiffany and Cheryl always seemed to grab the attention when they were present. Mainly because their attire never really left much to the imagination. I even caught Kelly checking out Tiffany at one point, but wrote it off as a conservative quietly assessing and probably degrading what was, to her, simply a blonde bimbo. And that was probably what most people would have considered Tiffany, except she seemed very intelligent when you spoke with her. I classified her as a gorgeous young woman just enjoying her youth. Day four is when this trip started to get very interesting. Tom was feeling a bit hung over (he never could hold his liquor) so Dave and I had decided to hike around the back side of the lake and do some fishing in a cove that we had seen on our boat ride the first night. It was a spectacular setting and we had a nice morning, although we didn't catch much. Around 11:00 or so I said, "Let's go back and grab some lunch," to which Dave agreed. We began our trek back to the cabin and about half an hour later we were nearing the dock. I suddenly froze in my tracks and Dave nearly ran me over. Before he could say anything, I spun around and motioned for him to stay quiet, then pointed to what had caught my attention. About fifty yards or so ahead I could see a pair of knees sticking up out of the tall marsh grass that grew in the open areas around the lake. It was quite obvious that they belonged to a female and I suspected whoever it might be was sunbathing topless. We moved off the trail and quietly up through the trees to try and get a better vantage point. Finally we were directly above where the knees were. Not really surprisingly, we saw Tiffany lying there on a blanket, completely nude. What really surprised us was that she wasn't alone. And even more surprising was who was with her. It was Kelly, who up to this point had earned the reputation of almost a stick in the mud, that had her head buried between the thighs of the blonde teen. Instantly I could feel my cock begin to stir and my heart raced at the sight. I would have never dreamed that Kelly would be adventurous enough to have sex out in the open, much less with another woman. Boy, was I ever wrong about her! She must have been really good at it too, because within moments after we got into position, Tiffany's body began humping and twisting in what could only have been orgasmic delight. We watched only a short time longer, as Kelly slid her also nude body up to snuggle with Tiffany, then we made a hasty and very quiet retreat, hearts and boners pounding. We returned to the place where we had left the trail and resumed our previous heading, a little more slowly, toward the dock and trail leading to the cabin. As we neared the place where we knew the girls had been, we heard some giggles and then saw them as they got up and began to gather the blanket. Quite surprised to see us, Kelly blushed and looked at Tiffany. They were both dressed again now, Kelly in her cargo shorts and a T, Tiffany in a shiny silver bikini. "What are you two up to?" I inquired with a smug tone. Without missing a beat, Tiffany responded, "Just watching the bugs..." and then turned and headed for the cabin with Kelly hot on her heels. I could tell from Kelly's body language and her facial expression that she knew they'd been seen, but she wasn't about to stick around and discuss it. After they were out of ear shot, Dave and I shared a couple of joking remarks as we followed the two females toward the cabin. When we arrived there ourselves, we stowed our gear and proceeded to make our lunch. When we had our sandwiches and some beers, we headed for the deck to relax and enjoy our meal. Tiffany was sprawled in one of the chaise lounges, but Kelly was nowhere to be found. In fact, I didn't see her the rest of the afternoon. I was certain, at that point, she was well aware that she had been caught and was definitely embarrassed. I guessed our resident prude was showing her true colors. At least that was what I thought until much later that same day. The rest of the day passed without event. Everyone except Kelly made appearances, and we all just blew the afternoon playing pool and horseshoes and the like. Then we all pitched in and fixed dinner, grilling some steaks and chicken, Kelly finally showing up to help. She was quiet though, even more so than usual. After eating, everyone once again helped to clean up and we soon found ourselves watching the sun set over the lake. It was quite a relaxing spectacle. Afterward we all headed inside to play games and watch movies in the activity room. This continued throughout the evening until around 10:00 P.M. when Mark said that he was heading for bed. That kind of signaled the close of festivities for the day with everyone else deciding it was nearly time to turn in as well. As people began to scatter, I too got up and started for my room. At the foot of the stairs I paused and decided that I was going for a walk to clear my head before hitting the sack. As I turned for the door, I noticed Kelly watching me from the kitchen. "G'night," I said to her before heading out the door and down the steps to the path that led to the lake. The moon was bright and I had no trouble seeing where I was going. Within a couple of minutes I found myself looking out across the lake from near the end of the dock. The moon reflected brightly off of the water's surface and it was nearly as bright as day. I breathed in a deep breath and closed my eyes for a moment just listening to the peaceful surroundings. I was snapped back to reality when I felt what was obviously someone else walking down the length of the dock. Opening my eyes, I turned to see Kelly coming toward me. My first thought was that I was going to get the riot act for peeping, but as she neared me she didn't seem to have a confrontational posture. In fact it seemed just the opposite, coy and meek. I was puzzled to say the least, but quickly reassessed the situation and came to the conclusion that she was going to beg me not to tell anyone else about her little fling with Tiffany. Right then I made up my mind that I would keep her secret, but not without a little teasing first. "Nice night," I said to her as she neared. Stepping past me, right to the very end of the dock, she replied, "Yes, it is." She then turned and took a step closer to me, and in an almost hushed tone asked, "How would you like me to show you what Tiffany and I were up to?" I think I heard my teeth rattle on the dock. To say the least, I was stunned. And I was even more stunned when she stepped closer and I felt her hand on my crotch. I shifted and nearly stumbled as I tried to regain my composure. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks as it was now me that was blushing instead of her. Not that I'm usually embarrassed easily, but this was completely unexpected and I was caught quite off guard. Within a couple of seconds I had my wits about me again and acknowledged her advances. "I think that would be a swell idea," I said. Without a word she began to unbutton my shorts. Of course by now my dick had begun to swell, and by the time she finished undoing the four buttons, it was ready to burst free. Before I knew it, Kelly had slipped her hands into my shorts and worked them off my hips to slide to the wooden dock below. Now my hard-on was poking straight out from my abdomen. I felt a little silly standing there in my T-shirt so I reached down and pulled it over my head, dropping it in a crumpled pile next to my feet. By this time Kelly was stroking her hands up and down my rigid 8" prick and my feeling of embarrassment was replaced with pure lust. My hands went to her still clothed breasts and I began to gently massage them. "You can take my shirt off," Kelly said with a little laugh. I wasted no time tugging the garment up and over her head, exposing a very firm pair of tits. They were not overly large, yet still full and prominent. Her nipples were hard as little rocks and protruded invitingly from the mounds of flesh. I took her boobs in my hands and resumed the massaging that I had been performing. This only lasted for a few brief moments until Kelly lowered herself before me, gathering our discarded shirts to cushion her knees against the rough wood of the dock. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 01 Once settled, Kelly didn't hesitate in taking the head of my cock into her warm, wet mouth. Her hands went to my thighs and she began a slow, firm, up and down rhythm on my manhood. She was very skilled and her tongue felt wonderful as she steadily took more and more of me. It wasn't long before her saliva and my pre-cum had the whole shaft lubricated. Her up and down motion was replaced by one slow continual push as she swallowed my entire length. The feeling was incredible as her nose pushed against my abdomen and her tongue worked on the under side of my dick. Then she began the whole process over again, repeatedly bobbing her face up and down my pole before swallowing all of me. She kept this up for several minutes, driving my senses wild. When I felt the first twinges indicating that I was going to blow my load, I mustered my willpower and held off. I knew, however, that it wouldn't be long before the inevitable would come (no pun intended) to pass. Trying to be polite, I offered a warning, "You better take it easy or you're gonna make me cum." Kelly withdrew my spit-covered cock from her mouth and looked up at me, her dark hair tumbling down over her shoulders. "Don't you want to cum?" she asked playfully. "Well yeah, of course I do," I said, "I just thought you might want to know," I added. Kelly chuckled and went right back to work on my throbbing pole, pausing only long enough to retort, "I knew you were going to cum when I started giving you a blow job." With that she once more began working her mouth slowly up and down my cock, again and again, sucking deeply on the swollen head. It was only a couple of minutes before my balls were bubbling and I knew I couldn't hold out any longer. With a grunt I grabbed Kelly's head and began shooting my juice right onto her eager tongue. After the initial blast, she pushed her face forward, taking most of my shaft deep into her throat again. It was in this position that I emptied my remaining spunk into her. Once she felt the throbs begin to cease, she pulled partially off of my already softening member, but she continued to suck and lick all of the cum from it. I was in total ecstasy. I mean I've had plenty of good blow jobs before, and even had girls that let me cum in their mouths. But there was something about this experience that was different. I don't know if it was because Kelly had seemed so prudish, because she was older than me, the fact she was married, where we were? Take your pick. Whatever the case, the circumstances that I found myself in were almost overwhelming, and I was loving it. I just stood there caressing her head while she continued to clean the last remnants from my now somewhat deflated penis. I opened my eyes and looked down just in time to see her lick the last bit of my cream from her lips. She then stood up and, without a word, undid her shorts and slipped them off. As she did, her full hips and then the dark triangle of her bush came into view. She was, some would say, on the verge of plump, but I considered her just about right. I have always preferred girls with a little meat on their bones as compared to the skinny runway model types. Before I could say anything she turned and dove right into the lake. I wasn't about to let this end so soon and I stepped out of my shorts, still bunched around my ankles, and dove into the unexpectedly warm water after her. I swam over to where Kelly was and put my arms around her. "Not that I'm complaining, mind you..." I began, "But what in the world just happened?" I queried, understandably a bit confused. "Silly boy. You just got a blow job." Kelly replied with a giggle. "I know that...and a damn good one too, I might add." I said, "But I still don't......" Kelly cut me off, "Let me explain," she said. She then proceeded to tell me that she and Paul were both 'swingers', and she was, as she put it, "somewhat of a closet whore." That clarified her strange behavior around the cabin. She informed me that her goal was to suck and fuck each and every person there, at least once. Obviously she already had a pretty good start but I was curious and asked, "Besides me and Tiffany, who else have you done so far?" "No one," was her reply. "I was going to try to make a move on your friend Tom this afternoon, but Paul needed a little attention," she said. Adding, "And he always gets first priority." "Well, you've sucked me, but you haven't fucked me yet," I stated, offering, "Want to fix that?" Her answer was clear as she slipped a hand below the water's surface to begin stroking my dick back to readiness. I took this opportunity to further explore her sweet breasts and firm, round ass, letting my hands roam over her naked body. When Kelly felt that I was "up" for the task, we swam back to the nearby dock. I watched her glistening body emerge from the water and ascend the ladder. At the top, she turned around and sat down, her legs spread and dangling, one on each side of the ladder. What an incredibly inviting sight it was as I climbed the ladder, my face rising right into her crotch with the dark wet tangle of pubic hair only inches from my nose. I wasted no time and immediately began to lick up and down her beautiful, full pussy lips. In short order I began to taste her sweet nectar, which only excited me more, causing me to lap at her even more diligently. I would pause from time to time and flick the tip of my tongue over her stiff little clit. At one point I stopped everything and just sucked as hard as I could on it for a few seconds, eliciting a deep, growling moan from Kelly. I continued enjoying her tasty twat for several more minutes, darting my tongue in and out of her hot box. I pushed her hips up and back as much as I could so that I could slip my tongue down, past the vaginal opening, to the tight ring of her anal opening. I tickled it with just the tip of my tongue and then licked my way upward again, allowing her ass to rest on the dock once more. I did this a few times and then centered my attention on her clit again, first flicking my tongue back and forth across it as fast as I could. Then engulfing and sucking it, almost as she had done to my cock not so many minutes before. Once more this was met with gyrations and moans from my lover. Kelly began scooting away from me and said, "Come up here and put that cock in me, Big Boy." I climbed the rest of the way up the ladder and then lowered my dripping body over her. She reached between us and guided my tool into her waiting box. I pressed about half my length into her and then withdrew until just the head was still lodged in her opening. Again I eased forward, this time pushing my entire shaft into her hole, which she accepted with ease. Once buried in her I just stayed there for a moment, basking in the wonderful feeling of her warm vagina clinging to my manhood. I leaned down and gave her a passionate kiss before beginning to stroke in and out of her. After I got into a rhythm, Kelly placed her legs around my hips and started to hump back at me with each thrust. With her arms around my neck, eyes closed, and her dark brunette hair sprawled on the wooden surface below us, she was a true vision. I couldn't help but to think about how jealous Tom and Dave were going to be when I told them about this little escapade. Of course, if what she had told me were true, they would get their chance with her as well. I just hoped that I would get another opportunity to enjoy her company too. After a few intense minutes of this adjusted missionary position, Kelly said, "Let me get on top for a while." Well who am I to complain. I quickly withdrew my slimy cock from within the warm confines of her cunt and switched places with her. Facing me, she straddled my hips and squatted down over my protruding penis. She deftly guided herself down until her now gaping hole simply swallowed up my meat. "Oh, God that feels good," I told her "Mmmm, Uh-Huhhh; It sure does," she responded. While she began to slowly bounce on me, I reached up to grab her firm titties, teasing and pulling at her stiff nipples. She ground her crotch down on me, over and over again, and before long we were both nearing orgasm. Just then, Kelly jammed her right hand into her crotch to diddle her own clit as she slid up and down my pole. Then, suddenly, she impaled herself as far as she could and just stopped. Her back arched and I knew she was about to blast off. Her fingers were still ferociously working on her clitoris and the sensations on my dick were amazing. "That's it. Cum on my dick, Baby," I encouraged. "Uh-Huh, Uh-Huh, Uh-Uh-Uhhh..." she whined. Then I felt the first of her contractions as her orgasm washed over her. Her pussy squeezed hard on me and I couldn't hold back. I felt like "Old Faithful" as I erupted into her with jets of hot cum. Her body was twitching and grinding against me as her climax continued for what seemed like several minutes, although I'm sure it was only a fraction of that. Still, I had finished pumping my seed into her well before her orgasmic tremors came to an end. And when they did cease, she just slumped forward on my heaving chest. We were both well spent. After catching our breath for a few minutes, Kelly rolled off and sat up next to me. She leaned over and gave me a sweet kiss, almost like payment for services rendered. Then she found her shirt and shorts and began to pull them on. I did likewise and then stood up and stretched. I glanced at my watch and to my surprise it was nearly 1:00 A.M.. "I would appreciate it if you didn't say anything to anyone about this," Kelly said. "I would rather control who I do and when, instead of having a cabin full of lusty guys chasing me all over the place," she continued. I could appreciate that and told her that her secret was safe with me. "But I hope we can do this again sometime before we leave," I confessed. "Not to worry," she reassured, "We're gonna have a lot more fun before this trip is over." And with that we quietly walked hand in hand up the path to the cabin. I slept like a rock. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 02 Before you read this work, please note that it is adult oriented and very sexually explicit. Also, it is very lengthy and broken into 10 'parts' that should be read in order. Most of them will stand on their own, but certain nuances of the story will be better understood if each part is read in succession. PART II (day 5) The next day I had a hard time keeping quiet about what had happened between Kelly and me. I wanted to pull Tom and Dave off to the side and brag, yet I had promised Kelly that I wouldn't. And I sure as hell didn't want to piss her off, I wanted more of what I'd had the night before. So I was true to my word and kept my mouth shut, although the guys knew something was up. At one point Tom began interrogating me saying, "C'mon, we know you got laid." I shrugged it off and just said, "Could be," and kept them in the dark. But they continued to dog me until I was finally forced to slip away from them in the early afternoon to get a little peace and quiet. I found myself wandering along one of the many trails that wound through the trees and around the lake. It was very relaxing and peaceful. As I topped a small hill, I could see the lake come into view. I decided to head toward its shore so that I could get a feel for where I was in relation to where I thought the cabin should be. The last thing I wanted to do was to get lost out here in the middle of nowhere. And so I began to move through the trees and underbrush, not really on a path. The walking was a little rough, but I got through it all right. When I reached the shoreline, I had to move around some large boulders protruding from the ground in order to get a clear view of where I was. As I rounded the rocks, I could see that the water was lapping up a sandy shore line, almost like a mini beach at the ocean. The view that I got as I continued on was clear all right; I nearly tripped over myself. There on that same blanket from yesterday was Tiffany, again totally nude. But this time, lying beside her and also nude, was her mom, Cheryl. They were both on their backs, apparently sunbathing. I was beside myself. I didn't know whether to say something, or just try to make a quiet getaway. My decision was made for me when Tiffany raised up a little and squeaked, "Oh, Hi Mike!" Cheryl looked up at me and then just laid her head back down as if nothing had happened. A bit flustered, I said, "Sorry ladies. I didn't mean to disturb your privacy." "It's no problem," Cheryl responded. "We just didn't want to sunbathe nude at the cabin because we didn't want to upset anyone," she explained, still without any reservations concerning my being there. "Are we upsetting you?" Tiffany playfully challenged with a teasing tone. "Me? Hell no!" was my response. "Then why don't you join us for a while?" Cheryl questioned. "Well, I wouldn't want to impose any further than I have already," I said, trying to be polite. "Nonsense," she returned with Tiffany chiming in to say "Get out of those clothes and let me rub some oil on you!" How in the world could I turn down an invitation like that? I kicked off my shoes and pulled my tank top off, doing likewise with my shorts. I have to admit that I was a touch self conscious because my cock was already about half hard. What I really wanted was to get it fully hard and stick into one of these beauties, but I didn't necessarily want them to know that, at least not right at that moment. But then again, I thought, maybe they'd just take it as a compliment. As well they should have. This mother-daughter pair were simply gorgeous. Cheryl with her mature, still solid and well-built voluptuousness, and Tiffany's youthful sexiness; They were the things that fantasies are made from. I moved toward the blanket and the duo made room for me to lie down. I stretched out, face down so as to hide my, shall we say, excitement. Almost immediately Tiffany had the oil and squirted some on my back. I closed my eyes as she began to rub it into my skin. I have to admit the warm afternoon sun and her oily hands felt great on me. Tiffany's young fingers slid up and down my back and over my shoulders dispersing the ample amount of oil that she had applied. Then I felt her hands move downward and over the flesh of my ass. I guess I should have expected it, but I was caught, once again, a little off my guard. I remained motionless, however, and just enjoyed the sensations as the girl moved beyond my butt and worked the oil into the backs of my legs as well. After Tiffany had completed basting me, giving my ass a pat, she said, "Nice butt," and then giggled like a schoolgirl. Cheryl reprimanded her saying, "Mind your manners, Missy," in a kind of tongue-in-cheek tone. Then a few moments later I felt another hand on my hind-end followed by Cheryl's voice agreeing, "You're right... Nice butt." And then the two of them giggled together. I had to chuckle as well and added, "From what I've seen, the same could be said for you two." This was followed by Tiffany, in a counterfeit voice 'tattling' on me. "Mom, he's been looking at my butt!" she whined. In response Cheryl consoled her daughter, "That's okay honey... Apparently he's been looking at mine too!" To which we all had a good laugh. After that the three of us just laid there quietly for the next 10 or 15 minutes. I had nearly dozed off when I felt Cheryl nudging me. "You better turn over or you're going to burn," she stated. I lazily rolled onto my side and then came to rest on my back. Propping myself on my elbows and squinting my eyes against the bright sunlight, I could see Tiffany now wading in the edge of the lake. Her tender young body was tan and firm. She splashed some water up on her abdomen and I watched as the cool water made her nipples stand erect. I remember thinking 'What a way to spend an afternoon'. My thoughts were interrupted by the feel of more oil being squirted onto my chest. Cheryl had the bottle this time and she just smiled when I looked over at her. Once she was confident that she had applied enough of the viscous liquid, she snapped the bottle closed and tossed it aside. Then she began to massage it into my skin. There was a definite difference in the feeling that came from her hands as compared to Tiffany's. You could almost feel the experience and confidence that I was sure she had. Her touch was firm but not overbearing, and her movements were much more graceful than those of her daughter. My heart and other parts of my anatomy stirred as she continued working the oil into my chest. This did not go unnoticed and within moments her slippery fingers were on my stomach and then dipped below that and into my groin. My cock continued to stiffen as she coated it with the slimy oil and I just closed my eyes, loving the feeling. When I felt her hands move away from my now raging hard-on and set to work on my thighs, I again opened my eyes. What I saw was a magnificent ass pointing directly at me. Cheryl had turned with her back to me and was balancing herself on her knees while she rubbed the oil into my legs. I couldn't resist, so I reached out, placing the palm of my right hand squarely on her right buttock. "Nice butt," I quipped, mocking the girls' earlier exchange. "That's right, and don't you ever forget it!" she replied. "Not a chance," I said, now running my hand over the whole of her firm round bottom. I couldn't believe my good fortune. Last night with Kelly, and now this. I considered myself one lucky S.O.B. Cheryl moved to reach my left leg and when she did her legs parted somewhat, affording me the slightest glimpse of her pubic hair and snatch nestled between her thighs. I was still playing with her ample ass and wondered if I should press my luck or stick with what I had been allowed so far. I decided to go for it. ('No guts, No glory' right?) I let my hand slip lower and lower until my fingertips were poised at the base of her ass cleavage. Then I pushed lightly forward, into the warmth of her crotch. I could feel the tight curls of her love nest and then the outline of her pussy. To my surprise she didn't even flinch, and when I was met with no resistance I pushed forward a bit more, parting the lips of her vagina ever so slightly. Still there was no indication from Cheryl that I should stop, so I continued to press into her. My fingertips were met with dampness within her folds and I knew that she was enjoying my attention. With that knowledge, I was a little more bold and wiggled my index finger into her inviting hole an inch or so. I heard a quiet, throaty "Mmmm..." escape from her and I was sure, then, that all was well. So I pushed a little deeper while searching for her love button with my middle finger. As I worked my index finger inside of her, I kept steady pressure on her clit, almost grinding it against her body. By now it was obvious that I was having an effect on her. Cheryl's hands were no longer rubbing the oil into my skin, but were now planted firmly on the blanket to hold herself up on all fours. Her legs had parted further to allow me greater access and she was becoming more and more audible. She even began to press back against my hand in an effort to increase her own pleasure. I retracted my hand just enough to let my middle finger join the index, and then pushed them both back into her now very wet hole. I sank them as deep as I could and pressed my thumb against her now exposed asshole. I didn't push into her anus, but kept a steady pressure against it as I had done to her clit only moments before. "Ohhh...Mmmm," she cooed. I had nearly forgotten about Tiffany until I heard her nearing the blanket. "Mom! What are you doing?" she squealed accusingly. Pulling away from my hand, Cheryl spun around counter clockwise, stretching her right leg over my body. "I'm getting ready to screw," she answered, now facing me and poised over my throbbing dick. "Ooo...let me help!" Tiffany exclaimed as she dropped to her knees on my left side, reaching out to grasp my stiff rod. Giving it a couple of strokes, she coaxed out a fair amount of pre-cum and then proceeded to smear it all over my cock-head and the upper part of the shaft. I watched as the young woman opened her mother's labia with one hand and guided my dick into the opening with the other. The pure eroticism of the situation made mind swim and I had to force myself to focus on not losing control too quickly. I thought that the teen would sit back and just watch after I was firmly lodged in her mother's cunt, but she didn't. Tiffany kept her right hand between Cheryl and me, diddling her mom's clit as the woman slowly rode up and down my shaft. At this point I figured that there couldn't be too much that was off limits, so I reached out with my left hand to find Tiffany's tight little ass. I then proceeded to give her much the same treatment that I had performed on her mother a few minutes ago. Her pussy was soft and warm and even wetter that Cheryl's had been when I first explored her opening. I was nearly blown away when the younger woman leaned forward and began licking and sucking at the heaving breasts above me. I hadn't been too surprised to see these two in the nude together, but I never expected this incestuous behavior. But before I had time to dwell on it much, Tiffany popped up and pitched her right leg over top of me. She settled down, facing Cheryl, with her little blonde pussy only a few inches from my face. I immediately reached up and grabbed her hips to aid in her stability, then drew her down onto my eager mouth. -- (Over the course of time I came to find out that the pair were not, in fact, biological relatives. Cheryl had married Tiffany's father when she was only two years old. The girl's birth mother had been killed in a car accident and to Tiffany, Cheryl had always been "Mom".) -- From that point on things are kind of a blur. My mind was filled with so many sensations that I couldn't keep up with them all. Tiffany's sweet tasting juices were smearing my face and I could hear a continual series of moans and gasps coming from Cheryl. My balls were tightening and I knew that I wouldn't be able to hold off too much longer. Just then, Tiffany's ass began to gyrate and buck and I knew that she was cumming. I lapped harder than ever trying to give her the most satisfaction that I could. When her spasms subsided, she slumped forward and off of me. I knew that I was about to blow, but sensed that Cheryl wasn't quite there yet. I think Tiffany knew as well because she once again slipped her dainty hand into her mom's crotch and began toying with her clitoris. I couldn't hold back any longer and yelled out "I'm gonna cummm!" Cheryl drove down onto me and held my cock buried deep within her as I began shooting my jism into her pussy. Tiffany continued stimulating the older woman and just as I was finishing off, Cheryl's back arched and her mouth opened in a silent scream. Her orgasm caused her cunt muscles to squeeze my still hard dick, milking the remaining cum from the shaft. Cheryl's pussy released its grip on me a few moments later and she leaned forward, my dick still deep inside her, placing a hand on either side of my head. Panting, she said, "Nice cock too," and then gave me a sly smile. Tiffany, who was now slipping on her bikini bottoms said, "I wouldn't know about that... But he's got a nice tongue!" Cheryl winked at me and said, "Well maybe if you're a good girl you'll get the chance to find out." Now feeling more brazen and since I'm kind of a smart-ass anyway, I said, "I think she'd have a better chance of finding out if she's a bad girl. A really bad girl." All three of us laughed and then Cheryl smirked, "She's pretty good at being bad," before pulling off of my softening schlong. Cheryl and I headed into the lake to clean up a bit before dressing. Then the three of us packed up their belongings and we started back to the cabin. As late as it was getting, it was going to be nearly supper time by the time we got back. I wondered if I was going to get a similar speech from Cheryl as I had from Kelly about not saying anything to anyone, but I never did. Now all I had to do was decide if I wanted to let Tom and Dave in on it or not. It was a tough decision. Should I tell them and let them try to get some action, or keep it to myself and improve my chances of getting it again. I decided I would be a good friend and filled them in later that evening. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 03 Before you read this work, please note that it is adult oriented and very sexually explicit. Also, it is very lengthy and broken into 10 'parts' that should be read in order. Most of them will stand on their own, but certain nuances of the story will be better understood if each part is read in succession. PART III (days 6 -7) The next day I spent mostly just laying around the cabin. The previous couple of days had proven to be very fruitful and I was content to take in a little 'R & R'. It was funny though, watching Tom and Dave falling all over themselves chasing after Cheryl and Tiffany. From what I could tell, the girls just teased them all day. I'm sure that they knew I had informed the guys about our little romp, and they were playing it up for all it was worth. I guess it could have just been that the ladies were enjoying all of the attention they were receiving. For me it was comforting to know that I didn't have to put out that kind of effort; at least not the first time around. The following morning I was back to my old horny self again and was hoping to get it on with any one of the females. I thought it would be nice to get my dick inside Tiffany, since I hadn't yet, but I wasn't going to be picky. My hopes were set back a little when Dave and Paul came out on the deck where I was contemplating my day. They explained that they were going boating and wanted me to come along. I asked why they hadn't gotten Tom to go with them and they told me that he wasn't feeling too good. 'Poor bastard' I thought. At the rate he was going, he was gonna spend half his vacation in bed...alone. Little did I know that he and Kelly had cooked up a rendevous that day. From what Tom told us later, it was quite the experience for him. I decided to go along with the guys. I hadn't spent much time getting to know Paul and I figured we would be back in time for me to take a stab at Tiffany anyway. We loaded a cooler with some grub and a bunch of beer and headed for the dock. Just as we were about to load the boat, Tiffany came running down the dock and asked, "Are you guys going boating?" Silly question, but then again she is blonde. We told her that we were and she wanted to know if it would be all right if she and her mom went along. All three of us readily affirmed that it would be just fine, and she disappeared back along the dock to fetch Cheryl. "Maybe they'll do some more nude sunbathing," Tom whispered. "Do what?" Paul choked out, and I quickly filled him in on my catching the pair in the buff. But I left out the fact that they had sexed me up, giving Dave a quick gesture to keep him from spilling the beans. The girls arrived and we set off across the lake, which was pretty fair sized. Still, it only took about 15 minutes to arrive at the far reaches of its banks. We found a nice looking area that had a clear shore line where we could picnic. Then we spent the rest of the morning swimming, skiing and horsing around. The girls never stripped, to our chagrin, but we still got an eyeful of their sweetness since their bikinis were both tiny little things. We did everything except blatantly ask them to strip, dropping all kinds of hints and innuendos. Dave even went so far as to 'moon' us all at one point. I think he was hoping that the girls would return the favor. Even without the females getting naked, it was a fun morning. Around 11:30 I said that I was getting hungry and was going to the bank to get a sandwich. The rest of the crew agreed that it was time for lunch and in a few minutes we were all sprawled around the bank wolfing down sandwiches and beverages. After that we just sat around shooting the breeze for about half an hour. Then Tiffany and Cheryl got up and waded into the lake where they began to rough house with each other. I took this as an opportunity to get my hands on them, so I jumped up and headed into the lake. It wasn't long before Dave and Paul had joined us and we were all pushing and splashing one another. Then it happened. I was facing Tiffany and had my hands on her wrists, trying to force her to topple over into the water. I felt hands on my hips and before I realized what was going on, my swimming trunks were jerked downward, exposing everything. Reacting, I let go of Tiffany and grabbed for my trunks, while twisting to see who the culprit was. It was Cheryl standing behind me and laughing out loud at my dismay. "You shit-head!" I spouted as I continued to struggle with my swimsuit. "Hey! Don't call my mom names," Tiffany chastised before giving me a shove, sending my unbalanced body splashing into the water. Then she and Cheryl descended on me and, working together, wrenched my trunks the rest of the way off, leaving me totally naked. Tiffany gave my trunks a fling in the direction of Paul and Dave, who were laughing hysterically by this time and offered me no assistance at all. I got to my feet and made a dive at Tiffany just as she tossed my swim wear, hoping to grab them from her. I was too late but just then an idea popped into my head; turnabout was fair play right? So instead of pursuing my clothing, I grabbed for the strings that were tied on either side of her hips, holding her bikini bottoms together. She began to grab at the strands but I was too quick for her and in a flash I had them both untied. She was clutching the material of the suit and hollered "MOM!" in desperation. But before Cheryl could come to the rescue, I had managed to wrestle the tiny bit of fabric from between the teens clinched thighs. I turned and gave the bottoms a pitch in the general direction of Dave and Paul. I figured if they were just going to stand there, they could be the keepers of the clothes. Both of them were now slack jawed as they watched the bottomless Tiffany floundering to cover herself. I expected to be waylaid by Cheryl at any moment, but to my surprise she just moved past me to where Tiffany was struggling to cover herself. In a consoling tone she asked her daughter, "Would you feel better if I took mine off too?" Tiffany nodded 'yes' and Cheryl nonchalantly wiggled her bottoms off and tossed them at me with a wink. I smiled back at her, knowing that the pair was preparing for another good romp. "Hey, I'm topless too," I complained. "So what?" Tiffany shot back. "Well, I kinda feel like the Lone Ranger," I told her. Cheryl looked at her and said, "He's right Honey." And with that both of them stripped off the tops of their suits as well. They flung them at me and Tiffany questioned, "Happy now?" "Gettin' happier," I replied and then turned to Dave and Paul. "What about you guys?" I asked, "Happy now?" They must have been because both of their swim suits were tented from obvious hard-ons. I just laughed and threw the bikinis at them saying, "Better put these on the bank," then I turned my attention back to the women. I moved toward the pair and put my arms around both of their waists, drawing their naked bodies close to mine. I tilted my head down and began french kissing Tiffany's young mouth. My hands were roaming over the soft flesh of each woman's ass, and the feel of their breasts mashing against me had my meat growing rapidly. I finished my kiss with Tiffany and then turned toward Cheryl. As I began kissing her, I felt Tiffany slide down my body and then her sweet lips encircled the head of my stiffening dick. With the teen licking and sucking my cock, I gave Cheryl a deep and passionate french kiss, our tongues winding around one another. Our kiss was broken when we heard Dave and Paul splashing up toward us. I craned my neck to see them, both now nude and boners bouncing in front of them, almost running in our direction. "You're in for it now," I quietly told Cheryl. "I hope so," was all that she said before stepping away from me and sidling up to Dave. Immediately one of her hands found his 7" peter and began a slow steady stroking. Paul stepped up next to me and asked "Mind if I cut in?" I wasn't exactly high on the idea but Tiffany slurped off of me and pulled Paul's member into her eager mouth. Paul's cock was about the same length as mine, but a bit thinner. He groaned as Tiffany slid her lips over the head and began sucking. Meanwhile, she continued to stroke my hard-on with her hand. Not quite the same thing, but still enjoyable. I watched as the young woman worked up and down Paul's pole several times. Then she switched back to me, licking and sucking the entire length of my rod. This continued for several minutes, Tiffany alternating between sucking and stroking each of our cocks. It seemed to me that she was quite experienced but at times she almost seemed too exuberant, bordering on the rough side as she shoved her face down on my prick. All in all, though, she was a pretty good cock sucker and had both Paul and myself moaning and groaning in pleasure. As much as I was enjoying the little blonde's blow-job, what I really wanted was to get my dick into her tender young pussy. So when she released my manhood to give Paul more attention I moved around behind her. I reached down and tugged at her torso with her responding in a knowing fashion. She raised her ass out of the water where she had been kneeling and quickly assumed a standing but bent over at the waist position. She spread her feet apart a bit further and I had perfect access to her honey pot. I kneeled down behind her and spread her ass wide apart in order to give her slit a few quick licks. Then I resumed my upright stance and positioned my cock at her entrance. I pushed into her easily, the water and her own juices giving plenty of lubrication. About half way in I was met with a little resistance and backed out just a bit. I then pressed into her again and a little deeper. Her box was tight around my manhood and I didn't want to make her uncomfortable so I once more withdrew. Over the next few minutes I repeated this process until she was readily accepting my whole cock into her depths. The feeling was fantastic as I grabbed her hips and began a slow and steady fucking of this young beauty. At the same time, Paul seemed to be as happy as I was, now that Tiffany was solely focused on blowing him. I glanced up to find Cheryl and Dave to see what they were doing. Dave was now nearly submerged in the knee-deep water with Cheryl straddling his head. He was busily licking her cunt while she was playing with her heavy tits, pinching at pulling at her own nipples. This gave me an idea so I pushed my length completely into Tiffany and, bending over her, I reached down and around to find her suspended breasts. I mocked her mother's actions, pinching and tugging at her nipples until she was cooing approval through her dick filled lips. I know that most women like their nipples played with, but they must've been Tiffany's 'hot button', or at least one of them, because it didn't take long before she was convulsing in orgasmic delight. Her already tight quim clamped down on me even more and it felt like someone was literally squeezing my dick in their hand with each spasm that raced through her. She released Paul's cock from her mouth and moaned, "Ohhh...fuck yeah!" then slid him right back in, sucking for all she was worth. That was enough to set me off and I began pumping my wad deep into her grasping tunnel. At nearly the same time Paul reached his pinnacle and grabbed Tiffany's head, unceremoniously blowing right into her mouth. Reacting quickly, Tiffany pulled off of him and stroked the rest of his cum out with her hand, some of it arching over her shoulder to land on her back and my arm. Apparently she wasn't as eager to swallow cum as Kelly had been a few nights ago. When we were finished, we just stood there in that same position for a couple of minutes, all three of us trying to catch our breath. I again looked over at Dave and Cheryl to find them now fully engaged in a fuck-fest of their own. Cheryl was standing and bent over, much the same as her daughter, with Dave pounding away from behind. I extracted my cum-covered cock from the warmth of Tiffany's box and she stood up, watching her mom and Dave going at it for a few seconds. Paul dropped back into the water and closed his eyes, still catching his breath. Tiffany then turned to me and smiled, a big dollop of Paul's cum still clinging to the corner of her mouth. She wiped it away with her hand and then washed the slime off in the water. She put her arms around my neck and pressed her tight young body against me saying, "Mom was right. Nice cock." "Thanks," I said. "Nice..er...everything," I added with a grin, returning her compliment. She giggled in that schoolgirl tone and put her head on my chest. "Do you think Dave will need any help getting your mom off?" I wondered out loud. "Well I don't know if he will need any, but helping sure would be fun," the girl replied with yet another giggle. And, with that, the two of us moved over to where Dave was still stabbing in and out of Cheryl's steamy box. I could tell that he was about ready to bust a nut so Tiffany and I got right to work to help Cheryl get off. I began by grabbing Cheryl's big swaying tits and Tiffany headed for her mom's lower regions. She slid her hand under and up into the older woman's crotch where, I'm sure, she found a swollen clit to tweak. I knelt down and pulled Cheryl's D-cup breasts to my mouth and started sucking and gently biting her extended nipples. She didn't react immensely to the new treatment that she was receiving but it was still visible that we were having an effect on her. We continued our work for a few more minutes and then, with a loud groan, Dave pulled out and shot his load of cum all over Cheryl's back and ass. As he stepped back slightly, Tiffany scrambled further under her mom's body and leaned her head back, pushing between Cheryl's thighs. Cheryl spread her legs to accommodate the welcome invasion and the teen began lapping hungrily at the older woman's cunt. It was only a matter of moments before Cheryl went off with her own exploding orgasm, rocking back on Tiffany's face. She shook and shuddered, running her hands over the blonde's body. It was a dick stiffening sight and even though I had just popped my load, I found myself getting hard again. When Cheryl's body ceased its spasmodic dance above Tiffany, she straightened up and opened her eyes. Seeing my nearly completely hard dick, she barked mockingly, "Whoa, there! Down Boy," and then chuckled a bit. As she moved away from Tiffany, I could see that a goodly portion of Dave's jism had slid down Cheryl's butt and made a considerable mess on the girl's forehead and in her hair. She ran her fingers through the gooey substance and chided humorously, "Thanks a lot Mom!" before dipping her head into the water to wash away the sexual residue. After she was confident that she was thoroughly cleansed, the five of us moved back to the shore where our belongings were. We all stretched out on blankets and towels, not bothering with any clothes, to rejuvenate our spent libidos. After slumbering for an hour or so we began gathering our things preparing to head back to the cabin. I found my trunks and pulled them on, as did Dave and Paul. The two women, however, remained in the nude, much to our delight. They stayed that way the whole boat ride back up the lake, basking in the warm afternoon sun. When we arrived at the dock, they finally decided they should put something on. They had each brought a long T-shirt with them and after climbing out of the boat, slipped them over their heads with nothing underneath. I really didn't see the point, but I guess they didn't want to take any chances of making anyone unhappy by parading around in the buff. Personally I would have been happier if they'd left well enough alone. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 04 Before you read this work, please note that it is adult oriented and very sexually explicit. Also, it is very lengthy and broken into 10 'parts' that should be read in order. Most of them will stand on their own, but certain nuances of the story will be better understood if each part is read in succession. * PART IV (days 7 -8) Later that evening I happened to be alone with Mark, the football player. "Lucky fucker," he said as he neared me. Not sure what he was talking about, I inquired, "Huh?" in my most intelligent voice. "I was out on the deck when you guys pulled up in the boat this afternoon," he told me. "I saw those two hot chicks get out naked," he went on. I just kind of stood there wondering if he was pissed off about it or just lustfully jealous of my good fortune. Then he chuckled and said, "Lucky fucker," again. I breathed a little sigh of relief and replied, "Yeah, it was a fun trip." "I bet it was," Mark returned, adding, "I'd like to stick my dick in that little blonde's pussy for a while." His remark seemed like a genuine yearning but I figured this guy probably had women all over him all the time. "I bet you get plenty of hot chicks," I stated. "Not really," he said almost pitifully. He then proceeded to tell me how, between the season and training, he was either too busy or too tired to enjoy the ladies. Our conversation continued on for a few minutes with more of the same type of banter and then I filled him in on just how hot the two females had been. I told the whole tale of how they had taken on Dave, Paul and me. I also told him just how sweet Tiffany's pussy was, in great detail. By the time I was finished I'd bet that his mouth was watering and he probably had a boner, but I wasn't going to check. "Shit, man! You are one lucky fucker," he reminded me again. I decided not to tell him about the earlier encounter that I had experienced with Cheryl and Tiffany. And I certainly wasn't going to tell him about Kelly. Of course for all I knew she might have already done him and given him the same speech she had me. But for some reason, I had a feeling that she hadn't gotten around to Mark just yet. The following morning Tom, Dave and I announced that we were going hiking for the day and asked if anyone wanted to join us. Tiffany was the only taker, saying that she needed to get a little exercise. Instantly my mind began drawing pictures of us screwing this little honey out in the woods and I had to, yet again, concentrate on keeping myself calm. After all, there was no guarantee that she had any intention of taking on all three of us, but I knew the possibility existed and that fact excited me. What I had expected to be an already nice day in the wilderness just took a turn for the better. Tom and Dave were also more than happy to have some female company on the journey. Before we got underway, we had some breakfast and cleaned up our mess. As I made a trip to the kitchen, I was approached by Cheryl. "Be gentle with my little girl," she whispered to me, confirming my suspicions of why Tiffany wanted to go with us. "Not to worry," I replied in an equally hushed tone. Glancing over her shoulder to see if anyone was looking, Cheryl put her hand on my crotch and started rubbing. The thoughts of Tiffany's intentions enhanced by Cheryl's attention had me growing a bulge that I wouldn't be able to hide. So, reluctantly, I had to remove her hand from my manhood. She just grinned and let her robe fall open, exposing her naked body underneath, knowing how difficult she was making it for me. It was all I could do to regain my composure and keep myself from getting a full-blown hard-on. As she retied her robe, Cheryl moved closer and whispered, "Maybe we can go skinny dipping or something later on." Then she gave me a kiss on the cheek and walked away. It was shaping up to be a memorable day. After I had a few minutes to get myself together, the four of us gathered our things and set out on a trail that none of us had yet explored. It led up the mountain, beyond the cabin in the opposite direction of the lake. Up until now we had only walked the trails that wound around the lake and it's immediate area. We hiked for some time before we ever got to an area that wasn't densely wooded, but when we broke out of the trees the view was spectacular. There were surrounding mountains that set a perfect frame against the blue sky. And there were green grassy areas interrupted by boulders jutting up through the ground. The air was clear and the sun was warm as we crossed out of the tree line and into the meadow. It made you feel like you were walking into a painting or something and I almost expected Julie Andrews to pop up and break into "The Sound of Music" at any moment. We had only gone a couple of hundred feet with Tiffany leading the way when she just stopped in her tracks, reached behind her began tugging at the ties holding her halter top in place. When they came free, she pulled the flimsy garment away from her chest and tossed it over her shoulder where it landed at my feet. I bent to retrieve it and when I raised up, she was looking back at me with a sly grin. Tom and Dave were now standing alongside and I held the halter out in front of me like a trophy. The other guys weren't aware that Tiffany had begun to disrobe until then. "I hope you guys don't mind if I hike in the nude for a while," the girl quipped as she started to wiggle her tight denim shorts over her hips. We assured her that it was all right with us and she continued to strip out of her cut-offs, tossing them our way as well. Now totally naked except for her hiking shoes and a ball cap, Tiffany resumed her march along the trail. Dave and I looked at each other and just smiled. This event wasn't as much of a shock to us as it was to Tom who hadn't had the opportunity to take in the naked charms of the teen, until now. He just stood there, slack jawed, watching her cute little ass as it swayed up the trail ahead. I prodded him, laughing a little bit, and asked, "Sweet isn't it?" He responded with a dumbfounded nod and I teased him even more by saying, "It tastes as sweet as it looks too!" He just groaned and pushed ahead of us to get a better view. At that moment Tiffany stopped and turned around to face us. "What are you guys waiting for?" she asked. Tom, now faced with a full frontal view, again froze and I thought for a moment that he might plop his cock out and start stroking away. Who could blame the guy, she was gorgeous. The girl turned, resuming the hike, and the three of us lurched forward in pursuit of her as she topped a small incline and started to disappear beyond its crest. We hurriedly moved along the trail to catch up with her, me still clutching her clothing in my hand. With Tom leading the way and Dave hot on his heels, we caught up to her in no time. It was kind of comical watching Dave and Tom jockeying for position, each of them wanting a better view of the little beauty ahead. I knew, however, that we were going to get a much closer look at her before the day was over. Nevertheless, you would have thought that neither one of them had ever seen a naked woman before. Of course it isn't every day that you get a chance to see something this young and this sweet in the buff, so I guess I can understand their excitement. We hiked on for another half an hour or so and then we came to another wooded area. Tiffany stopped just short of the trees and stretched, reaching her arms straight above her head and interlocking her fingers, palms facing the sky. Her lithe back arched and her ass cheeks clenched tightly together. Then she bent forward at the waist, reaching all the way to her toes with her outstretched fingers. It was a very inviting pose and I had to wonder if she was genuinely stretching her muscles or if she were simply putting on a little tease show for us. My guess would be the latter. Either way, Tom and Dave were getting an eyeful of this little honey. Of course I turned my head and looked the other way....NOT! Even though I had already sampled her treasures, I was nearly as eager as the other two guys to get my hands on her, and I wasn't waiting any longer. I moved past Tom and Dave to where Tiffany was doing her stretching routine. As I stepped toward her, she straightened up and looked at me with her schoolgirl smile. I gave her ass a quick, light smack and said, "You're a naughty girl." She turned to face me and questioned, "Whatever are you talking about?" I put my arms around her and grabbed her tight little butt with both hands. "Just what are your intentions, young lady?" I mockingly asked, already knowing the answer. We were just far enough away from the other two that they couldn't hear our conversation. "Do you plan on fucking all three of us?" I posed, with a little more serious tone. "That depends," she replied. "On what?" I wondered. "On whether or not you all three can get your dicks hard," she stated as she looked up at me with a grin. "Well, if I had to bet, I'd say that Tom's probably already is," I informed her. "Let's find out!" she giggled and turned toward him. Breaking free from my ass-grabbing, she strode right up to Tom and began undoing his hiking shorts. Within seconds she had them unfastened and, along with his briefs, down to mid thigh. He did indeed have a raging hard-on and his prick pointed straight out from his body. Tiffany wasted no time and immediately squatted in front of him, flipped the ball cap off her head and took his throbbing boner into her tender young mouth. Tom's eyes closed and his head tilted back in ecstasy as she set to work on what I knew was a great blow-job. Dave, seeing what was taking place, began stripping out of his clothing and in a flash was standing there buck naked. I took the initiative to make things a bit more comfortable and dug into my backpack, pulling out a thin blanket that I always carry when hiking. I spread it on the ground directly behind Tiffany and then set about removing my own clothes. Tiffany pulled free of Tom's cock and slid backward onto the blanket, Tom following closely, his wet dick just inches from her face. I watched as she kicked off her shoes and resumed with Tom, rising to her knees before him. Dave stepped forward onto the blanket, now stroking his firm 7" in anticipation of her attention. "My turn," he said as he pushed his pecker toward the sucking lips of the girl. Like she had done in the lake with Paul and me, Tiffany switched off and took Dave into her mouth. She continued to stroke on Tom as she worked up and down Dave's turgid rod. I decided that it was too crowded in front and dropped down onto the blanket, on my knees, behind Tiffany. I nestled my own hard cock tightly against her ass and reached around her body, grasping a breast with each hand. I began kissing and gently biting her shoulders as I massaged each breast, tweaking her stiff nipples from time to time. After a few minutes of this, I let my right hand slide down her lean torso and pushed it between her slightly parted thighs. She shifted to give me more room and I found her clit with my fingertips. Still playing with her left tit, I began strumming away at her love button. I dipped my fingers farther down and found her open pussy as wet as I have ever felt one. I worked a finger into her nearly dripping hole and wiggled in and out a few times, causing her to moan deep in her throat. I squeezed a bit more sharply on her nipple and she let out a gasp and ground her cunt on my hand. To say the least, Tiffany was an amazing girl. In all my experiences with women, I've never met another that could get off as easy, or as often, as she could. I had a sense that if I kept up what I was doing, I could make her cum in a couple of minutes, but I decided to keep her waiting just a little longer. We were just getting started, after all, and I wanted to make sure that I got a chance to get my dick into her as well. I removed my arms from around her and scooted back a few inches. Then I turned around so that I could lay down on my back. Scooting forward, I lifted Tiffany's ass in my hands and then lowered her flowing pussy right onto my face. Again she shifted her body to accommodate me and I began licking for all I was worth. Her sweet nectar tasted so good that I would have been content to spend the rest of the afternoon eating her out. I looked up and watched as she licked and sucked each of the men above me, their cocks disappearing and then reappearing from her face in turn. I reached up to once more find Tiffany's boobs, returning to the prior massaging and tweaking technique, only this time I was a bit more intense. I decided I was going to make her cum on my face again, as she had that day on the mini beach with Cheryl. Alternating between pinching and pulling her nipples, I worked her young tits over as I jabbed my tongue deep into her vagina, pausing only briefly to flick the tip over her swollen clitoris. Her moans and groans became more intense and I could tell that she was close. Her hips were swivelling above me and her abdomen was beginning to twitch. I gave her nipples one last, even harder, pinch and then pulled them straight out, simultaneously twisting them while I sucked on her clit below. That was all she needed and started bucking on my face as her orgasm wracked her body. Her mouth never left Tom's hard-on as her head thrashed about and I guess that was more than he could stand. He groaned like a bear and announced, very loudly, that he was going to cum. Tiffany let his tool pop out of her mouth and began stroking it rapidly. I glanced up to see a thick white jet of goo fly out of his dick and land squarely on the teen's face. Then another stream sprang free, but this time coming to rest on her chest, and then another, smaller wad, that landed right next to my face on her left thigh. She continued to pull on his shaft, milking the remaining few drops out onto her hand and wrist. This all took place while her climax continued to have her wiggling and grinding on my tongue. As the girl's orgasm subsided, I felt her body shudder a final time and then she raised up to let me escape from beneath her. As I got to my feet, Tom took a couple of steps backward and came to rest against a large rock, panting like he'd just ran a sprint. Tiffany dropped back to her knees and took Dave's prick into her mouth again, but only briefly. Then she released him, leaned back and was quickly laying on her back with her legs spread wide, knees up, and pussy gaping open invitingly. Dave wasted no time and in a matter of seconds was between her legs, driving his steel-hard shaft into the tender depths of the teenager. She was still panting from her orgasm, so I gave her a few moments to catch her breath, if she could with Dave pounding in and out of her, then I took up a position next to her head. The nimble youth quickly canted her head and took my manhood into her mouth, sucking the pre-cum off before launching into full action. We maintained this position for several minutes and I again gave Tiffany's titties my attention. I wanted to slide my hand between her and Dave to get at her clit, but didn't think he would appreciate that. Besides as hard as he was fucking her, I'm sure that her love button was getting plenty of stimulation. After a couple more minutes, I could tell the angle that her head was in was becoming bothersome and uncomfortable. I pulled away from her sucking lips and leaned down to start suckling her nipples. I alternated back and forth, with increasing vigor, wondering if I could get her off again so soon. I didn't have to wait long to find out. With a howl, she began convulsing in orgasmic delight. Her back arched up and remained there for a few seconds before she started bucking wildly against Dave's thrusts. Her blonde hair was whipping around my head as I continued to suck on her nipples, attempting to increase her pleasure. When she could stand no more, her hands went to my head and forced me to pull away from her heaving chest. Through her squeals of delight, I heard Dave moaning and then exclaim, "Ohhh... sssshhhhittt!" I leaned back and watched as he withdrew from the depths of Tiffany's cunt and began squirting his seed all over her abdomen. I'm rather glad that she had made me stop sucking her breasts because a goodly amount of Dave's cum landed between and on the teen's tits. When he was finished, he got to his feet and stumbled backward to the same rock where Tom was resting. I looked down at Tiffany, her eyes closed and out of breath, her body still twitching from the last climax. She was a mess, sweating and cum streaked from the other men's eruptions, but I was still ready to take her. I was going to let her rest and calm down a little before I made an advance on her, but she didn't want to wait. To my surprise, she opened her eyes and said in a sultry voice, "Fuck me Mike. And make me cum again." She didn't have to tell me twice. I was between her thighs in a flash and swiftly sank my entire dick into her. "Ohhh..."she cooed as I began long slow strokes in and out of her gushing pussy. Her juices were flowing so freely that within five or six strokes they were literally coating my balls. Each thrust into her squeezed more and more of it out and within minutes both of our groins were wet from her secretions. I leaned back on my haunches, my shaft about half way in her, and started rubbing her clit with my thumb. Each time I passed over the swollen nub, her body jerked and quivered, whimpers escaping her lips. "Oooo....fuck me, fuck me," she encouraged, "Bite my nipples, Mike. Make me cum." She was randy as hell now and I was loving it. I complied with her requests and leaned forward again, driving my fuck-stick even deeper into her. Using my hand, I wiped away most of the cum that Dave had deposited on her chest, and then smeared it on the blanket. She reached up and put her arms around my neck, weakly pulling me down toward her tits. I set to work sucking and nibbling at the tender buds of flesh. I could taste the salty remains of the ejaculate I had wiped away, but I didn't let that stop me. I think I wanted her to cum again as much as she wanted to, maybe more. "Yes...Ohh....Yes.....Harder," she egged me on. My cock was rocking in and out of her at a substantial pace and I was concentrating hard on her now visibly swollen, red nipples. There was an almost continual string of grunts, groans, squeals and whimpers coming from her now. I could feel her firm young body shaking beneath me and I felt like she was on the verge of yet another orgasm. I started to really pound her pussy and she grunted between the thrusts, "Oh.. Yes... Fuck... Me... Bite... Me... Make... Me... CUM-MM-MM!" My teeth began to work over the entire area of both her breasts and I was not really being gentle. I wasn't trying to hurt her, and figured she would stop me if I did; I was simply trying to comply with her desires. And I guess I did because after only a short time she screamed out, "Ahhhh...ggggodd!" and began to quake underneath me. Her arms and legs locked around my body and she humped me like there was no tomorrow. Breathlessly she choked out, "YES...YES...YESSSS!!!" and squealed through what must have been a mind-bending orgasm. I wouldn't have been surprised if the top of her head had come right off. She thrashed around under me for a good thirty seconds before coming to a panting rest. Still, her body jerked in small tremors for a couple of minutes afterward while I lay there with my hard dick buried to the hilt in her steamy box. I thought quite possibly that I might get the short end of the stick on this one, since she didn't seem to be in any shape to finish me off. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 04 I considered just going ahead and pounding into her until I finished, but just then she opened her eyes and gave me that cute little schoolgirl grin. "Wow. That was amazing," she sighed. "Come up here and let me finish you off," she whispered. I pulled my juice-covered cock out of her and clambered up to straddle her chest. She quickly leaned her head forward and sucked my dick into her mouth. Of course I knew she didn't mind the taste of pussy. After all, I'd seen her eat out her mom just a couple of days earlier. Still a little breathless, she worked on my manhood like a trooper. She sucked me hard and fast, soft and slow, pausing to lick and suck just the head of my blood-engorged penis. The feeling was incredible as my prick pushed against the roof of her mouth. I knew that it wouldn't take much of this before I was ready to blast my load on her, to take its place with Dave and Tom's. Her hands were now behind me grasping at my butt and I just watched as my shaft slid in and out of her lips, over and over. Her skills had me on the verge in a matter of minutes and I was moaning my approval. "I'm..I'm gonna cum!" I groaned, expecting her to pull free from my rod. But, to my surprise and delight, she didn't. In fact she tightened her grip on my ass and drew me closer to her. I couldn't hold back and began dumping my load into her mouth. Her head jerked a little as the first salty blast escaped my dick, but then she sucked harder and with more resolve as I continued to unload. When I was done, she let my cock slip free of her mouth and then swallowed my seed. Looking up she smiled and hoarsely said "Only on special occasions and with special people." I'm certainly glad I qualified! I leaned to the side, rolling off of her and laid down next to the girl. We were both out of breath and exhausted; I expect her more than myself. After a few minutes of recovery time I turned on my side and propped myself up on one elbow, head in hand. I looked at Tiffany and she seemed to be in a slumber, her body still sweaty, with gooey patches of smeared cum in various locations. Her breasts were pink and a bit swollen from my treatment of them, and there were a couple of places that teeth marks were evident. If you had just stumbled upon her, you could have gotten the idea that she had been raped. But, of course, that was not the case since she had initiated the whole affair. I couldn't resist touching her and reached out with my left hand, placing in on her flat stomach. I slowly rubbed the spunk that was there into her skin then let my fingers move upwards, toward her abused tits. Ever so lightly, I ran the tips over her nipples which were still hard as rocks. Her body jerked and she drew a sharp breath followed by a guttural "Mmmnn". She didn't try to stop me or even open her eyes and I wondered if the poor thing had passed out and was simply reacting to my touch. I found out that she was indeed awake and aware of what I was doing when she dreamily said, "You better be careful or you'll get me started again." I couldn't believe she was still willing after the royal fucking that we, at least Dave and I, had just given her, but it seemed that she was game. And even though Tiffany's comment made me curious as to how much more she could take, I relented and let her rest. To tell the truth, I was worn out myself, and as I looked over at Dave and Tom, they didn't appear to be ready to go again any time soon. Besides, we had a long hike back and I sure as hell didn't want to get caught out here after dark. So I just rolled over and closed my eyes in search of a little recuperation before we had to set off on our return to the cabin. After about ten minutes, Tiffany and me both sat up and began to look for our clothing. I pulled her halter and shorts out of my backpack and handed them to her along with a canteen of water. She took a long drink from it and then used a little of the liquid to wash away some of the sticky cum that was clinging to her soft skin. Meanwhile, I pulled my shorts over my ass and sticky cock, not bothering to clean up at all. I figured I'd just take a shower when we got back. Tom and Dave were both already dressed by this time, and they picked up the blanket and began folding it as I helped Tiffany tie her halter top. When that was done, she said, "We better get a move on guys," and like nothing had happened, started back down the trail home. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 05 Before you read this work, please note that it is adult oriented and very sexually explicit. Also, it is very lengthy and broken into 10 'parts' that should be read in order. Most of them will stand on their own, but certain nuances of the story will be better understood if each part is read in succession. * PART V (day 8) Upon our return to the cabin, I grabbed a quick shower to wash the sex and trail grime off of my body. Wrapping a towel around my waist, I exited the bathroom and walked the ten or so feet to my room. Once inside I gave the door a little kick, closing it, and then finished drying with the towel from around my waist. After I was through toweling off, I dropped onto my bed, face down and still nude. My intention was to just lay there and relax for a few minutes, then get dressed and head downstairs for a pre-dinner brew. I remember going over the happenings of the day in my mind and then thinking about how tired I was from those events. The hike combined with the sex had taken more of a toll on me than I had at first thought. The next thing I knew was the feel of firm, graceful hands moving over my naked body. Once I was awake enough to realize what was going on, my eyes snapped open to find Cheryl kneeling beside the bed. "Nice butt," she snickered. "What's going on?" I sleepily questioned. She explained that it was almost supper time and she had come to fetch me. "I knocked on your door and when I got no response, I peeked in to see if you were sleeping," she said. "When I saw you laying there naked, I just couldn't resist having a little fun," she confessed, still running her hand over my ass cheeks and lower back. "Well, you're the best alarm clock I've had for a while..." I said, "Do you run on batteries or do you need to be wound up?" I joked. "Oh you definitely have to wind me up!" she said laughingly. I closed my eyes again and smiled, thinking about the fun of 'winding her up'. At just that moment, I heard a swoosh of air and felt her hand smack down, fairly hard, on my butt. It smarted a bit and I jerked around, rolling my ass away from her. I snapped, "Hey! What in the hell was that for?" "I told you to be gentle with my little girl," she said, very matter-of-factly. "I saw the bite marks," she added. "That wasn't my idea," I stammered in my own defense. "She asked me... No, she nearly begged me to do it," I continued, a twinge of panic running through the pit of my stomach. "Yeah, I know," she chuckled, bringing me a quiet sigh of relief. "When she gets really excited, especially with someone she really likes, she does that," Cheryl explained. "She's hard to deny," I offered, with the woman nodding in agreement. She reached out to find my soft cock, which was now facing her, and said, "Speaking of 'hard'..." Her fingers encircled my tool and she began to softly pull on me. Instantly, the blood begin to fill my shaft and I started to swell in her hand. "How about you meet me tonight at around ten o'clock down on the dock?" she questioned. "How about you get naked and we skip supper?" I replied hopefully, my dick getting harder by the second. She leaned forward and took the head of my cock into her mouth, licking and sucking gently for a moment. Then she abruptly pulled away and stood up, saying, "No, I'm hungry... For real food." She grabbed a pair of cargo shorts from my open suitcase and tossed them to me. "Get up... Oh sorry, guess you already are," she laughed. "Let me rephrase that...Get dressed and let's go eat supper," she smirked, adding, "Just meet me tonight." The rest of the evening seemed to drag by, of course. I couldn't focus on anything that was going on around me, with my mind wandering to thoughts of what might await me later. Finally, I looked at my watch and it read 9:45; 'Almost time' I thought. But I was right in the middle of a game of pool with Dave and couldn't just walk out without raising suspicions. So, I had to finish the game. With neither of us being exactly skilled, it took us another twenty minutes to finish the game. It was now 10:05 and I made a quick excuse that I had to take a piss so that I could get the hell out of there. To keep up appearances, I went straight to the half bath that was just off the kitchen and emptied my bladder. Then I snuck out and down the steps to the lake path. As I worked my way along the path I wondered if I was too late. My hope was that Cheryl's "ten o'clock" was a general term and not a concrete deadline. It was a bit darker out that night than it had been the night that Kelly had first approached me, but the moon was still fairly bright. I had no trouble seeing my immediate surroundings, yet it was difficult to make things out that were more than ten or fifteen feet from me. As I neared the dock, I could see a bulky figure toward the end and I was pleased to see that Cheryl was still there. Walking further down the dock it looked as though she were laying on her side, facing the water. But when I got close enough to really see the figure, what I saw were two bodies, not just one, nude and locked in a passionate 69. It was obvious that the women were Cheryl and Kelly because both heads were plumed with dark hair. I quickly stripped and, tossing my shirt on the wooden surface, sat down next to the women. Cheryl, who was on the bottom, lowered her face from Kelly's snatch and welcomed me by saying, "Since you weren't here on time, we decided to start without you." "I can see that," I replied, my cock beginning to stir. Without another word Cheryl resumed her prior activity, lapping away at Kelly's cunt. I turned onto my side and reclined, propping myself on one elbow. As I watched the two girls hungrily eat each other, I started to slowly, almost unconsciously, stroke my penis. Within a couple of minutes, I was hard as a rock and starting to grow a bit restless. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy watching chicks go down on each other as much as anyone, but I wanted in on the action. Getting to my knees, I moved around until I was behind Kelly, straddling Cheryl's head. She must have sensed my presence because she lowered her head and looked up at me. I fed the head of my dick into her willing mouth and she sucked on me for a few moments. Releasing me from her mouth, she reached up with her hand and guided me toward Kelly's steamy box. I wiggled forward and slowly entered the folds of her vagina, pushing into her steadily until I was about 2/3 of the way buried in her. I put my hands on her hips for stability and began slowly gliding in and out of her at a steady pace. Meanwhile, Cheryl had resumed her licking and sucking action, working on not only Kelly, but the underside of my cock and balls as well. The sensation was wonderful and I could have stayed that way a whole lot longer than I was allowed. I rocked in and out of Kelly for about five minutes and then she pulled away from me, slipping off my shaft and standing up. My pecker bobbed up and down above Cheryl's face a few times before she again took me into her mouth. She sucked and slurped the coating of pussy juice from me and then she too pulled away and got to her feet. Taking Kelly's hand, the pair took a couple of running steps and jumped into the lake, splashing and laughing, leaving me on my knees with my hard-on poking into nothing but air. I scrambled to my feet and followed the females into the warm, dark water where we played and groped one another for the next half hour or so. At one point I was finger fucking both girls simultaneously while they played with each others breasts and Kelly said, "I've got an idea...." She went on to playfully challenge Cheryl to a contest where they would take turns going below the surface, to blow me under water. Whichever of them could fellate me the longest would be the winner. I had never been sucked on under water before, and this new feeling was incredible. They alternated back and forth several times and I couldn't tell who was down there longer. My mind was too focused on the pleasure of the situation to worry about counting the time. Ultimately, I declared them both winners and they seemed satisfied, for the moment anyway. Soon we were back on the dock and I was ready to stick my dick back into one of the women. I had already been inside of Kelly that evening, so I decided to go for Cheryl first. She was laying on her back catching her breath from the contest and I took advantage of her prone position. I stepped between her feet and knelt down, swiftly inserting my rod into her wet and waiting pussy. Kelly moved to a squatting position just beyond Cheryl's head and then leaned forward on her knees. She started pinching and pulling at Cheryl's nipples, stretching upward on her heavy breasts. I was getting into a fairly strong rhythm, plunging completely into her hole and then withdrawing until just the very tip remained inside. Her body was moving to and fro under my pounding and pretty soon Kelly availed herself of this movement by drawing her furry cunt onto Cheryl's face. As she crouched above Cheryl's working tongue, Kelly resumed fondling and teasing the older woman's breasts. This only went on for two or three minutes until Kelly extracted her bush from Cheryl's face. She then spun around and straddled the naked body below us, on all fours. Looking back over her shoulder, she beckoned, "Fuck me too." as she pushed her ass toward me. I pulled free from the depths of Cheryl's slit and placed my cock-head at the glistening entrance of Kelly's. I pushed forward and at the same time she pushed back, driving my erection deep into her. I once more began long, hard strokes in and out, although I couldn't go quite as deep as I had in Cheryl. The awkwardness of having both women before me prevented my having full movement and restricted the amount of penetration I was able to provide. I alternated back and forth between the two women for the next several minutes, Kelly fingering whoever I wasn't fucking at the time. Cheryl was working over Kelly's tits with her hands and before long we were nothing more than a sweaty pile of grunting, groaning, lusty flesh. Finally, as I was pumping away at Kelly, her hand went to her own clit and she began frigging herself rapidly. I could tell that she was nearly home and pounded her that much harder. Sure enough, within moments, her hips began to buck and she buried her head on Cheryl's chest with a loud "Unnghh...Uhnnghh....MMMmmm." Immediately upon the cessation of her bucking, I withdrew from her still spasming box and drove my meat back into Cheryl, knowing that I was closing in on my own orgasm. As I continued assaulting Cheryl, Kelly rolled off and stretched out beside her, with her head hovering over the jiggling tits of the older woman. She began sucking and biting at the nipples and slipped a hand into my partner's crotch to join my slamming dick. I could feel her fingers working on Cheryl's clit and then they separated and slipped lower, a finger on each side of my cock. She pressed down on Cheryl's vagina, increasing the pressure around my pistoning tool. This drew me ever nearer to release and it must've had the same effect on Cheryl. Just as I was moaning out my announcement that I was cumming, Cheryl squeezed down on my dick and arched her back, letting out a deep, throaty groan of her own. My jism started to surge into Cheryl's clenching pussy, but my weakened legs and a rocky stance caused me to lose my balance before I was finished unloading. As my position faltered, my manhood began slipping from her, and the last of my spunk was deposited just within the confines of her labia. I couldn't regain my stability and ended up needing to move away from the woman for fear of falling right on top of her. I finally came to rest on my haunches a few feet from my original position. As I looked at Cheryl I could see that the concluding moments of her climax had squeezed some of my cum out and it was dribbling down her slit. I watched in amazement as Kelly quickly moved between Cheryl's legs and started lapping up my man-juice. She ate Cheryl for several minutes, encouraging her to push more of my spunk out. It was, maybe, the most erotic sight I have ever witnessed. Afterward we all three jumped in the lake again, to cool off and clean up before we went back to the cabin. We splashed and teased each other for a few minutes and then climbed back onto the dock, but to our chagrin none of us had thought of bringing a towel. So, without being able to dry ourselves, and not wanting to wrestle clothes over our wet skin we decided 'the hell with it' and began to walk toward the cabin totally nude. "Everyone here, except Mark, has seen me naked anyway," Kelly rationalized. "So he's the only one left?" I questioned, remembering her pledge to do everyone before we departed. "Yep," she responded with a smile. It was the same for me, and Cheryl confided that Tom was the only person that she had not been with in the buff. As we continued up the path, Kelly quietly questioned Cheryl on her experience with Mark. I couldn't really hear their conversation, except for bits and pieces. I did make out Cheryl saying, "He's hung but not very graceful..." leading me to believe what he'd told me about not being with a whole lot of women. Upon reaching the cabin, we strode up the steps and went inside, stark naked, not really expecting to see anyone at this late hour. As we entered, the lights were all still on, which was a bit unusual. We normally left a light on in the hallway in case someone needed to make a midnight fridge run, but that was all. We were trying to be quiet, not to avoid being seen, rather just being polite. As we started to pass the large doorway to the activity room, we all froze in our tracks, astounded at what we saw. On the sofa was Tiffany, her back to us and unaware that we were there, impaling herself on Mark's huge black cock. We silently watched while she rode up and down on his massive shaft. Cheryl was right; He was definitely hung. So hung, in fact, that his monster meat was lewdly stretching her young pussy. His hands were holding firmly to her tiny waist and it was obvious that he wasn't aware of our presence either. Both of them were making various "oohing" and "aahhhing" sounds that were barely audible to us. I went into the kitchen, got three beers out of the refrigerator and quietly twisted the caps off. I returned to the hallway and handed each of the women one of the brews and we stood there for a brief period, drinking beer and watching the show. Pretty soon, Tiffany's hands went to her chest and I knew she was teasing her own, probably still tender breasts. It was only a few moments later that she began lurching in orgasmic bliss. This was rapidly followed by Mark's voice saying, "Here I come baby," and then with a grunt he began to spew his load into the teen's depths. She continued to bounce on his pulsating member and his cum became clearly evident to us as it escaped her hot little box and contrasted on his ebony dick. When they finally came to a rest, Cheryl lauded, "Nice show darling." Tiffany's head snapped around to see the three of us, still naked of course, standing there in the doorway. I glanced at Mark and the look on his face was priceless. It was a mixture of panic and confusion. I found out later from him that his first thought was that Cheryl was pissed and had brought reinforcements. Then he realized that we were naked and he couldn't quite figure that out. But I have to give the guy a break; There's no way his brain could have been functioning correctly with all of the blood that it must take to fill up that huge stick he carries around. We moved into the room and the girls plopped down, on either side of Mark, on the couch. They began running their hands over his muscular chest and Cheryl asked, "How was my little girl?" Mark shyly replied, "HOT!" and we all laughed out loud. All of us except for Tiffany, that is. She let out that schoolgirl giggle, still mounted atop Mark's softening, but nonetheless formidable, tool. Kelly put her head on Mark's shoulder and handed him her half full bottle of beer. He quickly downed it and reached over to set the bottle on a nearby table. Tiffany asked, "How long have you guys been watching?" I retorted, "Long enough to know that you've been a baaadd girl," which brought ready agreement from Cheryl and Kelly. As she extracted herself from Mark's pole, the blonde snipped, "Well, it looks to me like you three have been baaadd too." Again, we all laughed at the situation, and her remark. It had been an interesting day. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 06 Before you read this work, please note that it is adult oriented and very sexually explicit. Also, it is very lengthy and broken into 10 'parts' that should be read in order. Most of them will stand on their own, but certain nuances of the story will be better understood if each part is read in succession. PART VI (day 9) The following day was pretty much spent in recovery mode, especially for Tiffany and me. The two of us had basically fucked our brains out the day before with various partners, and were in dire need of some rest. Since most of us had played our lusty games until the wee hours of the morning, we didn't get out of bed very early. By the time we did arise, Paul, Tom and Dave had already had breakfast and were gone. They left a note saying that they were taking one of the boats and heading to the far end of the lake, planning on hiking some trails there. Tiffany and I, along with Cheryl, lounged around on the cabin's deck for the better part of the day. The two girls decided there would be little chance of 'upsetting anyone' now, and spent most of the day sunbathing naked. Mark and Kelly joined us for a bit and we had a lighthearted discussion concerning the prior evening's activities. As we laughed and joked with one another, Mark could barely take his eyes off of the naked females stretched out in the lounge chairs. It became quite obvious what was on his mind as the bulge in his shorts kept growing and growing. After seeing the size of his trouser snake the night before, I had to wonder if the zipper could contain it. Kelly had also noticed the swelling of Mark's groin and stepped over to where he was leaning on the deck railing. She turned so that she was facing him and began to run her hands over his bare chest. They were followed by her tongue, tracing up the middle of his hairless upper torso, then teasing his tiny nipples. Leaning back, Kelly pulled the oversized T-shirt that she was wearing up and over her head, then dropped it on the deck beside her. This left her in only a skimpy bikini bottom that looked like it could have come from Tiffany's suitcase. The tiny 'V' of bright pink material barely covered the crack of her ass, leaving her full round cheeks totally exposed. Even though I had seen her completely naked, I was transfixed by her plump bottom and felt a stirring in my own shorts. If I hadn't been so fucked-out, I would have horned in on Mark's action. But as tired as I was, I was content to be a happy spectator...this time. She leaned forward again and pressed her tits against his body. At the same time, her hands moved between their bodies and in short order I saw the top of Mark's shorts loosen. I couldn't see from where I was sitting, but I could tell by her movements that she had hauled his pecker out and was jacking him off. He pushed her back enough that he could get to her boobs, which he began to fondle. I looked over to see if Cheryl or Tiffany had noticed what was going on and found both of them watching the action intently. When I looked back to Mark and Kelly, she was working his shorts down past his hips. Then she slowly squatted, pulling the garment lower and lower as she went. In a few seconds time he was standing there, leaning back on the railing, naked as a jay bird. Once Mark was nude, Kelly's hands went to his thighs and you could tell that she was commencing to orally pleasure the stud. As her head bobbed, her hands began to roam around, moving up his legs and over his lower stomach. Mark just stood there, eyes closed, with his elbows resting on the railing behind him. I watched the woman's head move toward his body and then pull away, over and over again. And with time, the distance her head traveled continued to grow. Within a few minutes, Kelly was only a couple of inches from pressing her nose against his pubic hair and I knew that she was swallowing nearly all of his massive dong. Frankly, I was amazed that she could take that much of him. I desperately wanted to be viewing from a different angle so I could see his black shaft disappear into her mouth. As if she had read my mind, Kelly shuffled to the left and gathered her discarded T-shirt in front of her. She knelt down on it and pulled Mark around toward her, once more engulfing his ebony meat. I think that she may have been just wanting to show off her skills, but that was all right with me. We watched as she sucked diligently on the head and upper third of his pole while stroking the lower portion of it. Removing her hand from around the mammoth meat, she pushed forward, forcing him deeper and deeper into her gullet. Her lips were stretched tight around his big shaft and I could see her throat bulge with his girth. When she had about 3/4 of his rod crammed in her face she paused, shook her head slightly back and forth a few times, and then pulled back. After taking a deep breath she went back to the 'suck and stroke' technique for a bit before swallowing him once more. This process was repeated for the next five or six minutes, until Kelly had, to everyone's astonishment, taken every inch of that dark fuck-stick down her throat. I even heard Cheryl exclaim a quiet "Da-amn" when Kelly's nose bumped against Mark's abdomen. It was just about then that I heard the motor of the boat as the guys returned from their outing. I wondered if anyone else had heard it too. I have a feeling Mark wouldn't have known it if the motor had been strapped to his ass, but I think Kelly did because it seemed as though she quickened her pace a bit. As the sound got closer and closer, so did Mark, and by the time the motor shut off at the dock, he was literally face-fucking Kelly while he held her head in his hands. He wasn't being rough with her by any means, just excited and, as Cheryl had put it, "not very graceful." He was moaning and groaning saying, "I'm gonna cum baby," and "Oh ssshit!!" along with other crudely sexual remarks. I heard the guys joking around as they came up the path and then Mark moaned out a loud "Uhhnnggg!" and let loose with his fire hose of cum. As it seemed to be her custom, Kelly didn't flinch. She just took his spunk into her oral cavity, but her face was so full of his cock that some of his juice literally squirted out of the corner of her mouth. "Oh yeah, Baby!" Mark exclaimed loudly, catching the attention of the approaching men below. I could just see them beyond the deck floor as they stopped and looked up at the sight. Kelly was still sucking the last drops from Mark's stiff dick and I'm sure the guys had quite the view from where they were. I heard Paul from below shout bragging encouragement to his wife saying, "That's my girl!" When she was satisfied that she had withdrawn the full deposit from the depths of Mark's balls, Kelly stood up and leaned over the railing, showing her naked tits to the guys and giving me a delicious view of her ass. She wiped the cum from the corners of her mouth with one finger and then tauntingly sucked it off in an overly animated fashion for the benefit of the new spectators. This was met with hoots and whistles from the rowdy guys, still standing on the path. It reminded me of the girls on their balconies during Mardi Gras. The only difference was that instead of throwing beads at her, I think the fellas would have rather thrown their dicks at her. But they didn't get a chance because Kelly turned around and grabbed her wrinkled shirt and swiftly pulled it on. She turned to Mark, whose cock was now hanging limply, but still a good 7" long, gave him a quick peck on the cheek and then whispered something in his ear. I suspect it was the promise of another encounter that would go much further than this one. By the time Paul, Tom and Dave had made it to the cabin and out onto the deck, Mark had found his shorts and gotten his meat stuffed back into them. In the mean time, Cheryl and Tiffany had gotten up and they waltzed right past the guys as they were going in. They were met with whistles and catcalls but to no avail. I figured the girls simply didn't want to hang around in the buff and give this bunch of horny fuckers the wrong idea. Kelly remained, but to the dismay of the guys she was no longer interested in sex, at least for the moment. Paul sidled up to her and started rubbing her tits through her shirt, but she mocked him saying, "Not in front of the guests, Dear," and then removed his hand. The three of them all whined a bit trying to coerce her, without success, until she finally gave up and headed for the cabin as well. She must have been aware that we were all watching her walk away, because by the time she was half way to the door she had hiked the T-shirt up around her waist and we got a great view of her gorgeous ass as it jiggled away. The group, once more, spent the remainder of the evening playing games and such in the activity room. There was quite a lot of sexual innuendo and crude humor flying around in our conversation that night. And there was a good deal of grinding and groping that took place as well. For the most part, any inhibitions were long gone by now and we all knew that any one of us might be getting laid by any of the others at any time. But nothing prospered that night and we all ended up retiring pretty early. In fact, I was the last to turn in at around 10:15 P.M.. By now, I knew that the rest of this vacation had the potential to be quite a wild ride. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 07 Before you read this work, please note that it is adult oriented and very sexually explicit. Also, it is very lengthy and broken into 10 'parts' that should be read in order. Most of them will stand on their own, but certain nuances of the story will be better understood if each part is read in succession. PART VII (day 10) The next morning, we were all up early and enjoyed a fine, big breakfast together, with the meal being enhanced by the attire of the women. Cheryl wore only a white T-shirt that was nearly see-through and barely long enough to cover her butt cheeks. At one point, when she had to reach high into a cabinet, the hem of the shirt rode up so far that fully 2/3 of her naked ass was presented to the whole room. Her hefty boobs strained against the thin material making her areolas contrast with it and enhancing her nipples as they jutted out. Kelly manifested herself in what must have been one of Paul's long sleeved, button-up shirts. It was pale yellow, kind of big on her, and just about as see-through as the T-shirt that Cheryl wore. The dark circles around her nipples weren't as easy to make out, but could still be seen. And when she positioned herself just right, so could the triangle of her thick bush. It was evident that she, like Cheryl, wasn't wearing anything underneath. The shirt was only held together by three buttons at the bottom and gapped open considerably at the top. More than once that morning I got a very clear view of her tits as she bent over. I'm sure that everyone else did too. Tiffany wasn't covered any better. She wore a tight, cut off men's 'A' style undershirt that left the bottoms of the glorious globes exposed. The garment was so tight that it highlighted every bump on her firm tits, and was complimented by a bright yellow G-string bikini bottom. Happily, she scampered her little revealed butt around the kitchen helping prepare the meal and showing off her charms to each of us. By the time we ate she'd made sure that she had hugged, kissed or sat on everyone's lap at least once. I even observed her sneak a hand inside Kelly's gaping shirt and, with a giggle of course, grab a quick feel of one of her breasts. Kelly responded by deeply french kissing the younger woman and for a moment I thought they might strip down and get busy right then, but they broke the kiss and separated. After breakfast we discussed what we were going to do for the day. All of us except for Paul and Kelly, decided on spending the day on the water. Paul said, "I don't want to seem rude, but Kelly and I haven't been able to spend much time alone since we got here." The rest of us acknowledged that, and we assured them that we understood, especially since they were the only real couple there. "Yeah, you're probably going to spend the day humping each other's brains out," I joked. "Nope. Just some quality time together," he responded. It seemed reasonable enough, and the group that was heading out began gathering goodies and filling a couple of coolers. When we had the coolers full of beer and snacks, we set out for the lake. The girls didn't even bother changing clothes before we left. The guys had no need to, since we had all come to breakfast wearing either shorts or swim wear. I thought about how good Cheryl was going to look in that T-shirt when it got wet, but I never got the chance to find out because we had no more than fired up the engine when she pulled it over her head, proudly displaying her naked body. Tiffany followed suit by shucking the crop top and then wriggling out of her G-string, right in front of me. I quickly noticed that her neatly trimmed bush was now completely gone; She had shaved her pubes bare! The sight reignited my excitement and I had to wonder how many more tricks this chick had up her sleeve. The women set about dousing each other in suntan lotion and by the time they were finished rubbing it on, I was sporting a woody. This had not gone unnoticed by them and they wasted no time in embarrassing me about it either. Cheryl made a very clich‚ remark about me having a 'pistol in my pocket ...' and then they both descended on me. In short order, they had my shorts unbuttoned and wrestled off, leaving me sitting there with my boner sticking up in the air. The other guys had a good laugh over my predicament but each of them was attacked, one by one, in similar fashion by the girls. Within a few minutes we were flying down the lake, all of us wearing nothing but smiles. And the girls made sure that I wasn't the only one with a hard-on either. If the guy wasn't hard by the time they had stripped him, they gave him a little help by stroking his meat until he was. I have to admit that the day didn't unfold as I had envisioned though. After the rambunctious start that we had gotten I expected a day full of hot sex, but nothing developed. There was a lot of teasing and groping; even some genuine finger fucking action mingled into the day full of swimming, skiing and the like. But we could never get the women to hold still long enough for any of us guys to get our wicks wet. Looking back, it was kind of funny because our dicks were up and down more than the stock market that day. I don't think that there was a minute that went by that at least one of us didn't have a boner. By the time we headed back to the cabin, I'm quite sure that I wasn't the only guy with a case of 'blue balls'. I couldn't understand why the females had put us off because I was relatively sure that they hadn't had any sex the day before and I figured they would be as horny as we were. The boat ride back was more of the same with the women continuing to lead us on. Most guys would have thrown in the towel by this time, but given what we all knew about this mother/daughter team, I think we simply kept expecting, at some point, they would give in and let us have our way. But it was not to be, and we pulled up to the dock without having had any real sex at all. After tying up the boat, four disappointed men rummaged around to find their shorts. As we began to pull them on Cheryl announced, "I'm not sure, but I don't think you're going to need to put those on." Then she went on to apologize about teasing us so much and not delivering, saying, "Paul asked us to make sure you were all horny when we got back," and then conceded that they too were about to bust. "You have no idea how difficult it was not jumping on one of those hard-ons all day," she said, with Tiffany adding a disgruntled "Yeah!" I withdrew the one foot I had slipped into my shorts and tossed them aside. "I think we ought to go see why we were supposed to be horny," I said, with all in hearty agreement. "Let's leave the coolers and get them later," Mark added. We clambered out of the boat and proceeded up the path to the cabin at a brisk pace. I speculated that Paul and Kelly must have been planning a big orgy party for the evening, and wasn't too far off base. But the sight that greeted us when we walked up wasn't exactly what I had pictured. As we turned the slight corner to ascend the stairs, we were greeted by Kelly's naked body tied spread-eagle to the posts and railings at the top of the stairs. She was standing in a pair of stiletto heels with her ass toward us. We all just stopped and were understandably curious about what was going on. Just then Paul made his appearance, nude and holding a riding crop in his hand. "It has come to my attention that Kelly has been a very naughty girl while we've been here," he stated. "She deserves a good sound spanking for her deeds," he continued before swinging the whip and landing it squarely on Kelly's right ass cheek. The smack of it resounded off of the trees and Kelly squirmed against her bonds without a word. Paul landed another blow on the opposite cheek, and again Kelly twisted but couldn't escape the bindings. I think we were all a bit shocked by what we were witnessing, but despite the shock, my pecker was coming back to life. I had never really gotten into the whole S&M thing, at least no further than tying a partner to the bed a time or two, but my interest was piqued at this point. Paul moved down the steps and toward our somewhat dumbfounded group. When he reached us, he gathered us around and whispered to us that it had been a fantasy of Kelly's for a long time to be bound and taken by a group of lovers. He had decided that this would be a great opportunity for her to be able to realize that fantasy. "Does anyone find this objectionable?" he asked, with each of us agreeing that we didn't, as long as things didn't get out of hand. He assured us that his intent was more role play than actual torture and that he would never put his wife in any sort of jeopardy. Still whispering he said, "With that in mind, I want each of you to help me give her the spanking. You will each come up the stairs and have the choice of using the crop or your hand to give her one smack on each butt cheek," he continued. "Don't get carried away, but let her know you mean it," Paul added before informing us that we would then take her inside and tie her up again, and have some more fun with her. "Just follow my lead," he concluded before turning and going back up the steps to stand beside his wife. Once he was in position, he repeated the 'spanking instructions' loudly, for Kelly's benefit, so that she was sure to know what was coming. Tom was first in line and chose to use the crop. He mimicked Paul's earlier approach, landing a single blow on each of Kelly's round ass cheeks. Her body stiffened as the crop impacted her hind-end, but she didn't make a sound. Tom handed the crop back to Paul and moved past the 'slave', then turned to watch the rest of us as we assaulted her. Mark was next and he too opted to use the riding crop. He raised his arm and, with a sweeping motion, brought the instrument down on her left cheek first. The loud 'smack' echoed past my ears and I heard a slight gasp from Kelly. Mark raised his big hand again and delivered another jolt to the right side of the woman's butt and then followed Tom onto the landing. I could see the definite outline of the crop's head reddening on Kelly's backside already, and there were still Cheryl, Dave, Tiffany and I yet to have our chance. As Cheryl moved forward to take her turn, I slipped my hands under Tiffany's arms and around her tiny waist. She pressed back against me, nestling her tight young ass against my groin. She rubbed her butt on me, increasing the stiffness in my growing cock and my hands found her tits as Cheryl delivered her own two pelts to Kelly's plump butt. We watched as Cheryl handed the crop to Paul, as the men had, and then leaned over to run her tongue up the length of the woman's butt crack. There was an obvious moan that came from the hostage with this maneuver. Leaving Kelly, Cheryl turned to Paul and knelt down on the last step, right in front of him. She took his hard cock into her mouth and began sucking him loudly, as if to tease Kelly that much more. It seemed Cheryl might have played this game before. If she hadn't, she was certainly a quick study and was playing right into the scenario that Paul had planned. As Dave approached the 'slave', he declined the crop, choosing to use his hand instead. He stepped close to her and placed his hand on her pink butt, rubbing it for a brief period. Then he drew back and landed a firm smack on the woman's left side. She squealed and twisted with the impact, and before she could recover, Dave landed his second blow. Kelly's body lurched against the ropes and she drew in a sharp gasp of air. Before he left her side, Dave spent another few seconds rubbing in the heat of his punishment. Tiffany and I shuffled forward and I could tell that she was a little hesitant about what she was about to do. I whispered to her as I pinched hard on her nipples, "It'll be fine. She's really enjoying herself." I then pointed out the fact that Kelly's pussy was gaping open and her wetness was clearly visible. This seemed to calm the teen a bit and, after I had given her nipples another good twist, she moved toward Paul to retrieve the crop. Paul was rubbing the head of the whip up and down Cheryl's back as she continued to noisily suck him off. Tiffany took the instrument and I heard Cheryl saying, "Oh Kelly, this cock is soooo good. Too bad you can't have any..." in a taunting tone. This was followed by Paul's voice, taunting his wife, "That's right baby, you can't have it. Maybe when we're done spanking you we'll just leave you tied up out here, and we'll go inside and fuck ourselves silly." Given what I knew about her so far, I'm sure those remarks were more torturous to her than the physical punishment she was receiving. As Tiffany tentatively moved toward Kelly, I stuck close to her for moral support. The youngster was quick about delivering her two stripes and then breathed a little sigh of relief. The strokes barley made a sound as they landed but they broke the ice for Tiffany. She turned to me and planted a big kiss on me, then said, "Wow, that was fun!" Paul spoke up, knowing that the swats the girl had delivered were more like soft pats, "Go ahead. Do it again." "Really?" she squeaked. "Yeah. Give her a couple of good ones," he stated over the slurping sounds of Cheryl's sucking. I saw a dominant gleam in the blonde's eyes before she turned away from me to repeat her turn. I kept my hands on her hips as she drew back, then brought the whip down on Kelly's ass with much more force this time. The leather made a loud 'smack' as it landed and brought a cry from the captive. Her body arched forward and she let out a loud "Owww...unngghhh." Tiffany gave her a moment to regain her stance and then, seemingly with glee, brought the crop whistling down on the woman's opposite cheek. "Ahhhrrggg!" Kelly cried out as the leather bit into her flesh, twisting and lunging in an effort to escape the obvious pain. Her backside was indeed quite red now and she was visibly trembling, I think from a mixture of the burn and the excitement. Tiffany turned and looked at me with smouldering eyes. She handed me the riding crop and then joined her mother, kneeling at Paul's feet. Cheryl shifted to make room and the two of them began sharing his cock. Tiffany bobbed her head a few times up and down his shaft, then pulled off exclaiming, "Oh, Mom, you're right. His cock is good!" "That's right, Baby, it is," Cheryl replied in a husky voice. "Go on, suck him good sweetheart," she urged. They were playing Kelly for all they could, and it was having its effects. Kelly whined and called out, "Let me loose so I can have some too!" "Hush up!" Paul scolded, "You're not finished with your spanking yet," he said, motioning me toward her with his head. I handed the crop to Paul and moved close to Kelly's suspended form, running my left hand down her back and over her warm, red bottom. She flinched slightly at my touch and a soft purr escaped her throat. Taking another step closer, I pressed my hard penis against her hip as I reached up with my right hand to find her stiff nipples. I mauled her breasts and pulled her nipples for a few moments as I continued to rub and squeeze her sweet ass. My pre-cum was smearing out onto her body as my pecker dug into her, and she kept whimpering little "Umm"s and "Ahhh"s as I toyed with her. "Hard or soft?" I asked her quietly, my lips only inches from her ear. "Mmmmm....Hard," came her dreamy reply. I let my right hand slide lower and lower on her body and then slipped it between her thighs and into her crotch. Her hairy cunt was splayed open and thoroughly wet from her excitement. I drove two fingers deep into her and whispered, "Are you sure?" "Uh ...Uh ..UhHuh," she stammered as I thrust my digits in and out of her. My heart was pounding in my chest as I withdrew my fingers from her quim. Drawing my left hand quickly back, I brought it down sharply and with a good deal of force on her right cheek with a loud slap. She shrieked, "Ahhhh...oowwww!" Her body once more arching forward and tensing against the sting. I could hear Paul grunting exhortations to the pair servicing him. "That's right, make me cum," he muttered. "Make me blow my load all over you so she can see it," he charged them. I took the hint and instructed Kelly to turn her head and watch the show. She did as she was told and started licking her lips as if she were starving for his cock. "One smack to go," I told her, still whispering close to her ear. "Hard or soft?" I queried, again giving her the choice in her punishment. I was taken a bit by surprise when she meekly choked out her answer; "Hu-harder." I decided that if harder was what she wanted, harder would be what she got. Much like that day in the woods with Tiffany, it wasn't that I wanted to hurt her, I just wanted to fulfill her wishes. Knowing from the groaning that Paul was on the verge, I reminded Kelly to "Keep watching" while I repositioned myself so that I too could see the trio. The mother/daughter team were doing a number on Paul's spit-covered dick and, quite frankly, I don't know how he held off as long as he did. My hands went back to Kelly's hot butt and I squeezed her cheeks in my fingers a couple of times and then removed my hands. I was waiting for the opportune moment and didn't want her to know when that was. I watched Paul's face screw up in a tight grimace and I knew he was going to shoot. He confirmed that by announcing, "Here it comes!" As the first jet of Paul's spunk flew out of his dick I raised my hand and brought it down with a severe impact on Kelly's left buttock. The force stung my hand and seemed to rattle her whole body. She screamed out, "OH GOD!" and then trailed off into a low "Mmmmmm", biting her lower lip. Her hips began to gyrate and she breathlessly hissed, "Ohhh yesss." I put my hand back on her wiggling butt and it was on fire from my last swat. I believe that if I had reached in and given her clit a tweak, she would have cum. But I didn't think that was what Paul had in mind so I just let her stew in her lust. When I looked back over at the other girls, their faces were streaked with distinctive lines and splotches of Paul's semen, Cheryl sucking the surplus from his pecker. Tiffany was lightly kissing his abdomen, just below and to the right of his belly button. Her hand was buried between her own legs and I assumed that she was fingering herself, which she was. She got to her feet, hand still in her crotch, and awkwardly moved to stand in front of Kelly. The blonde pulled her hand away from her newly bald cunt and proudly displayed how wet her finger was from her own juices. She then took that finger and swiped a big wad of Paul's cum from her own face and held it out in front of Kelly's. "Open up," the teen demanded with Kelly readily complying. Tiffany fed her finger into the open mouth and Kelly sucked it clean with a moan of content. Cheryl got to her feet and came to stand beside her daughter. The pair took turns wiping Paul's load from each other and feeding it to our 'hostage'. When they were satisfactorily cleaned, they descended on Kelly's tits, lightly biting and sucking the hard buds of her nipples. This got her going again, her hips working back and forth and arms struggling to pull free of the ropes. Tom and Mark must have decided that they had 'watched' all that they were going to, and walked up behind the assailing women. Mark put his big hands around Cheryl's waist and proceeded to prod her backside with his big fuck rod. Understanding his advance, Cheryl reached back and aided him with his entry, her eyes widening as he pushed into her pussy. Tom did basically the same to Tiffany and the two men began sawing in and out of the women. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 07 This continued for a few minutes until Paul interrupted them saying, "I know you boys are enjoying yourselves, but I think you need to save some for our pet here," motioning toward Kelly. Almost gloomily, the men uncoupled from their partners and backed away, followed by Cheryl and Tiffany as they ceased their torment of the 'slave's' boobs. I followed suit and joined them on the landing. We watched as Paul untied Kelly and then fastened a leather collar around her neck. He snapped on a leash and led her into the cabin, her hands rubbing her reddened ass as she passed us. Once inside, he led her to the big game room, which he had rearranged to suit his needs for the evening. Most of the movable furnishings had been removed or pushed back and out of the way. In the middle of the open space was a short coffee table that had four large posts supporting the top from the base. He led Kelly to the table and had her straddle it, then sit down. He made quick work of securing each of her ankles to the post nearest them, and then made her lean froward until her tits were mashed into the table's surface. Pulling first her right and then her left arm downward, he tied each one of them to the front posts as he'd done with her ankles, and then disconnected the leash from her collar. Within a couple of minutes Kelly was once more totally immobilized and ready for us to do with as we wished. The table was wide enough that it forced her legs to spread open thoroughly, revealing her pussy and asshole as her hips protruded past the end. She was affixed in somewhat of an awkward doggie style pose, leaving plenty of access to her nether regions. At the other end, the table stopped almost even with her shoulders, leaving her head hanging off without support. We all just stood there admiring her body and musing at her predicament for a couple of minutes, then Paul broke the silence. "Well folks, are you just going to stand there?" he questioned. We muttered various responses, assuring him that we weren't. "Okay then," he said. "But from what I understand, Mark is the only guy here that hasn't fucked her yet," he continued. "I think we should let him have her first." Mark's eyes lit up as we all agreed that it would be a good idea, although I figured when he was done with her she would be so stretched out that the rest of us would feel like we were screwing thin air. Nevertheless, we made room for him as he got to his knees behind the bound woman. His big black snake had wilted somewhat and he began stroking it back to life. Cheryl quickly dropped to the floor saying, "Let me help you with that," and took the plumb sized head into her mouth. While Cheryl worked on Mark, Tiffany said, "I'll get her ready," as if Kelly really needed any help. She was already wide open and sopping wet. But the blonde went to all fours and set about licking up and down the hairy slit before her. In about three or four minutes all of the cocks in the room were hard again, including Mark's, and Kelly was moaning from the tongue work of Tiffany. The teen looked around at Mark, her face glistening from having it buried in Kelly's steamy box, and said, "I think it's time." And indeed it seemed like it was. Mark's rod was steel hard once more and Kelly was wriggling against her bonds. I'm sure it was strictly for our benefit, but Kelly cried out, "No, No...don't put that big dick in me....I don't think I can take it!" If our dicks hadn't been hard already that would have done the trick. And, of course, Mark was having none of her whining. Even if she had been genuinely protesting, I don't think he would have cared at that point. He knee-walked himself into position behind the table and hefted his massive dong up toward Kelly's cunt. Cheryl and Tiffany scampered to his aid and, with one of them on each side of the table, they began pulling the woman's already spread cheeks even further apart. Mark pushed forward and the head of his ebony monster squeezed into her waiting hole. He continued to push, and as he entered her further she again wailed out, "Oh my God....Stop...It's too big!" But Mark kept pushing until he was lodged about 2/3 of the way in her, and then stopped. He pulled his schlong back about three inches, then pressed forward again, not stopping until his whole length was encased in her pussy. The entire time Kelly continued spouting protests to his invasion which were finally answered by Cheryl smacking her round butt and saying, "Shut up....you know you love it!" Mark started slowly pulling out about half of his meat and then sliding it back, gradually picking up the speed of his strokes. We watched his pussy wrecker appear and disappear, over and over, and soon he was really having at the poor wench. She kept up her protests calling out, "No..No..Stop....I-I ccan't take it...Stop." Mark just ignored her and kept hammering into her. Before long though, her cries switched to lusty shouts of, "Oh God...Don't stop...Don't stop!" But Cheryl was intent on keeping Kelly quiet and said, "I know how to shut her up," in a whimsical tone. She then moved to the front end of the table and tossed a large throw pillow at an angle against the base. She proceeded to place her ass on the pillow, elevating her pussy right into Kelly's face. "Eat me slave!" she commanded as she raised her feet over the victims shoulders, letting them come to rest on her back. Kelly obediently started lapping away at Cheryl as Mark pounded in and out of her. But it was only a few more minutes before he called out, "I hope you guys don't mind sloppy seconds," indicating that he was nearing release and had no intention of pulling out. Kelly was moaning and groaning into Cheryl's muff as his body lunged forward one last time and then froze with his big cock shoved to the hilt in Kelly's box. "Ahhhhhh!" he loudly sighed as he unloosed his load into the woman and then began a series of quick mini-jabs into her. Moments later, with his balls now emptied, he pulled his pecker out of her and unceremoniously announced, "Next!" Dave scrambled to Kelly's upturned butt and slipped his cock into the yawning opening of her vagina. She was too busy servicing Cheryl to protest, and I don't really think she would have anyway. As he began to thrust in and out of her, Tiffany moved over in front of Tom and took his turgid pole into her sweet little mouth. And while Dave continued fucking the helpless Kelly, Tiffany moved from man to man, blowing each of us, except for Mark, who was slumping in one of the overstuffed chairs catching his breath. Just as she went down on my pole, I heard Dave grunting breathlessly and knew he was near his climax. I looked over at him as he groaned, "I'm...gonna...cum!" Each word accented by a drive into the woman's pussy. And then he, like Mark, arched forward and froze, depositing his seed in Kelly's depths. When Dave withdrew his shrinking dick, a fair amount of spunk came stringing out of Kelly's hole with it, and trailed down her bush. Tom stepped forward to take Dave's place and jammed his entire length into Kelly on the first stroke. He didn't waste time building up his momentum and seemed to go right into overdrive. He was slamming into her at a furious pace and I knew that it would soon be my turn to take the woman. My attention returned to Tiffany as she began suckling my balls, taking one and then the other into her warm, soft mouth. I'm no stud, but I've had more than my share of women, yet I had never had anyone do that before. The sensation was fantastic but my concentration was broken by Cheryl, very vocally getting off on Kelly's mouth. "Ah-Ah-Ohhhhhh," she cried out, hunching her pelvis against Kelly's face and pulling harshly on her own big breasts. Cheryl's stomach was still twitching from her powerful orgasm as she extricated herself from below Kelly's face, sliding back to prop herself against the wall. Her mouth free again, Kelly started howling with pleasure once more. Her cries were mostly just a long series of "Ahh...Ahhhh...Ahhh" sounds, produced each time Dave hit bottom, mixed with unintelligible grunts and moans. Then suddenly she tensed visibly, her bound body contracting on the table as she screamed out in climactic pleasure. "Oh...Oh...Ohhhh my GAWWWDDD!" she cried as the orgasm washed over her. Tom was still pounding her, his balls slapping against her sensitive clit, causing her to writhe and wrestle with her bonds. "Oh God...Oh-Oh God..Ohh...Ohhh...Ooooo..." she groaned until Tom strained forward and added his contribution to the semen stew that was already deep within her. Tom slumped forward, out of breath, and lay there panting until his prick slipped free of Kelly's well used cunt. When he moved away, you could see the cum literally streaming out of her gaping hole. It was running down into her bush, which was matted and wet from the men's ejaculate and her own juices. Tiffany released my left nut from the warm confines of her mouth and stood up, saying to me in a soft voice, "Your turn lover." I moved into position and slowly slid my cock into Kelly's gooey pussy. She was considerably, and understandably, looser than when I had screwed her before. I could feel the lake of sperm still inside of her envelope my dick as I started slowly pumping her. I made several long, slow strokes in and out of her and then had an idea. I looked over at Paul and silently pointed at Kelly's asshole, giving him a questioning look. He knew what I had in mind and nodded with a big smile. As I pulled out to reposition myself for an anal entry, he moved into the place that Cheryl had vacated. I landed the head of my slimy pecker on Kelly's anus and started pushing into her backdoor. "Unngghhhh...." she moaned as I entered her, her body flinching at my advance. I paused briefly when I had the head firmly lodged in her tight anal opening, allowing her to adjust. Then I shoved my cum-covered dick halfway home causing her to gasp loudly, and then cry out, "Ahhhh!!" When her mouth opened, Paul took advantage and pushed his tool into it, changing her orations to muffled "Uhhhh...Mmmmm" sounds. I withdrew until just the head remained in her and immediately pushed back in, again to about halfway. I repeated this process a couple more times and then on the next cycle, I plunged my whole cock into her rectum. She let out a long, muffled, "Uhhmmmmm" around Paul's penis and then I felt her relax. This was my cue to start fucking her ass in earnest and I didn't miss it. As I began to get into a rhythm, Tiffany slipped her tiny body between my legs and reached up to toy with Kelly's exposed and swollen clitoris. Of course this set the nearly incoherent Kelly into another round of cock stifled moans and groans, which I'm sure Paul was thoroughly enjoying. At one point, Tiffany slipped a couple of fingers into Kelly's pussy and pressed them against the thin wall separating her vagina and anus. As I plowed in and out of her I could feel the teenager working them on my shaft. The feeling was incredible and I knew that if she kept it up, I would be dumping my load sooner than I had planned. The wily teen must've known my thoughts because she only toyed with me for a few moments before she relented. But Kelly wasn't so lucky. I looked down to see Tiffany pull her two fingers out of the woman, then she closed all of her fingers together, forming a cone shape with her hand, and pushed back into her. Kelly thrashed about as best she could and gurgled her protest, but to no avail. The more the little blonde pushed, the more noise Kelly made. The vibrations created deep in her throat were working on Paul and he closed his eyes, leaned back, and with a low "Ummm...Yeahh...," emptied himself into his wife's mouth. She gagged and sputtered, not really being able to swallow very well in the position she was in, allowing his cum to run down his shaft and pool around the base of his dick. When his pecker slipped out of her mouth she voiced her vexation saying, "No...I can't...your hand won't fit..." Only this time I sensed a real concern in her words. Tiffany retorted, "Just relax...You're going to love this," and pushed harder, until all but the base of her hand was still visible. "Oh my God....Stop....Please," Kelly begged, but Tiffany didn't. The men's slippery juice was squeezing out and running along the youngster's hand, so she smeared it all around, using it as a lube to aid her invasion. Against Kelly's pleas, and to my astonishment, Tiffany's whole hand suddenly popped into the submissive's cunt, bringing another loud "Oh my God!..Oh-Oh...Uhhh," from Kelly. I could feel the pressure of the teen's hand inside Kelly's vagina and it was more than I could take. I buried my cock in Kelly's asshole and spurted my cum in long jets, deep within her bowels. When I finished shooting, I remained lodged in her anus for a few moments and then, panting with satisfaction, withdrew. Her anal muscles clenched down on me as I extracted my cock from her, causing my body to involuntarily shudder as the last of my cum was milked from me. Stepping back, I watched as Tiffany worked her fist within Kelly's vagina. Kelly was grinding her hips as much as the confining ropes would allow and moaning uncontrollably. As the teen pumped her, Kelly's demeanor changed from fear and protest to pure, lustful pleasure. Her vocalness escalated with her puffing out, "I-I've never...been...so full." And as she squirmed under the pummeling, Tiffany brought her other hand back up to tease the distended clit of her partner, making the woman squeal with delight. The girl worked the love button for a few minutes and soon we could all sense that Kelly was again on the verge of cumming. Tiffany's timing was perfect when she said, "Get ready for something like you've never felt before," directing her statement at Kelly. Then without any other warning, while she continued to strum the woman's clit, the girl quickly pulled her balled up fist out of Kelly's cunt with a loud sucking sound. "Ahwwww.. Ohhh-Oh..Unngghhh," Kelly screamed out as she climaxed again. She bucked wildly as Tiffany toyed and rubbed her clit throughout her orgasm, intensifying the waves of pleasure. There came a point when the woman's convulsions were shaking and lifting the whole table that she was bound to, while she pleadingly screamed for the girl to stop. Finally giving in, the youth scooted away from Kelly's back end and reclined against the couch, next to where I was still standing. She leaned her head on my leg, admiring the still spasming body of her prey. Kelly was sweating and panting heavily, but after a few moments hoarsely choked out, "God.....that was.....amazing." I reached down to run my fingers through the teen's blonde locks and she responded by raising a hand up, between my legs, to find my sticky cock. Looking up at me, she remarked, "You're almost as messy as me," holding up her other hand, still covered in the spunk from within Kelly. "Yeah, but neither of us is as much of a mess as Kelly," I replied, not only referring to her soggy bush, but also her state in general. We had used her pretty well and I didn't expect that she would be up for much more. And that certainly seemed to be the case, because a few minutes later Paul untied our victim and she tried to get up, but she was barely able to stand on her own. She was simply too exhausted and her legs were too wobbly to hold her. Someone tossed a towel on the floor and Kelly, aided by Paul, rolled off the table and onto the floor. With her ass on the towel, she laid back with her legs spread, lewdly displaying her stretched pussy and the remaining jism still oozing from it. Another towel came flying at me and I narrowly trapped it against my chest before it fell to the floor. Then a damp washcloth landed on Tiffany's chest. She retrieved the cloth and raised it to my groin, wiping the drying goo from me. When she was done, I dried myself with the towel while she worked to cleanse her hand and wrist. I dropped the towel in her lap, and just as I did, I realized that she was the only one in the room that hadn't gotten off yet. As she finished drying herself and handed the linens to Mark, I lowered myself to sit down next to her. She had leaned to her right in order to reach Mark and when she returned to her original position I immediately reached across and started toying with her young breasts. She responded by laying her head back on the sofa and, reaching up, she pulled my head downward to begin french kissing me. Mark noticed our activities and moved out of his chair, coming to rest sitting next to Tiffany, on her right side. He slid his big black hand between the girl's thighs, which she readily parted, and he started rubbing her hairless twat. Reciprocating his advance, Tiffany reached into Mark's groin to find his massive tool and proceeded to start tugging on it. We teased each other for the next several minutes, Tiffany's need to be fucked growing as rapidly as Mark's boner. Finally she came right out and asked for it, saying, "Will one of you guys please fuck me?" in a 'what are you waiting for' manner. Mark was quick to reply, "You bet sweetheart," which was okay with me because I hadn't quite recovered from doing Kelly's butt. Tiffany quickly twisted her body around, getting to her knees and bending over the couch that we were leaning against, offering herself to Mark in a doggie position. He moved behind her, on his hands and knees, but instead of his big meat, he pushed his face into the upturned crotch of the girl. He ate her out for a bit and then pulled away to prepare for his entry. While Mark raised up and started rubbing his cock head up and down her freshly saliva coated slit, I decided that I needed my dick sucked. I climbed onto the couch and worked my way around Tiffany so that my limp noodle was just below her head. She knew what I wanted and wasted no time getting on with it. Her head lowered into my lap and then I felt the softness of her lips as she took me in her mouth. I could feel her small frame move forward under Marks weight as he pushed his member into her from behind. I felt a soft purr from her throat as he advanced deeper and deeper. Her pace on me quickened somewhat when he began to slide in and out of her sweet little box. I couldn't see from my angle, but judging by the distance his body was moving, Mark had most of his length stuffed into the girl. It was at that moment that I recalled her comments to Kelly as she rammed her fist into the woman, and I wondered if she had been speaking from experience or just playing the part. I made a mental note that I'd have to find out sometime and then tried to dismiss the thought. But it wouldn't leave my mind and I kept seeing these mental images of Cheryl, who was considerably larger than her daughter, with her hand shoved up the young woman's cunt. I'm not sure if it were those images or Tiffany's skill, but I was rock hard again and my libido completely restored. By this time Mark was slamming into her pretty good, rocking her body into mine. He was hammering her so hard that she could have just left her mouth open and it would have been forced up and down my shaft by his thrusts. But Tiffany wasn't that lazy and she was giving me and excellent blow-job, using her tongue and lips in concert on my manhood. As I enjoyed her efforts I glanced around the room to see what everyone else was doing and found Tom and Dave now tag teaming Cheryl. She was on her knees between them, alternating sucking their boners as they stood on either side of her. Paul was not in the room and Kelly was still laying on the towel as she had been before, her slimy cooze still wide open for everyone to see. Just then Paul returned, flaccid penis flopping in front of him. He strode right up to Cheryl and said, "Hey, I want some too." Cheryl obliged and took his soft pecker into her mouth. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 07 As she did, Tom got on his back on the floor and said, "Here ya' go honey. Have a seat," as he held his rod in hand, indicating he wanted to screw her. With a bit of repositioning, she was soon mounted on top of him and had resumed orally servicing Paul, who was straddling Tom's upper torso. This left Dave out in the cold, but only briefly as Cheryl ceased sucking Paul's cock long enough to turn to him, pat her ass, and say, "Dive in." In a matter of about thirty seconds or so, she had three dicks prodding her various openings. By the time this had all unfolded, Mark was ready to blow his load, and did so with one last slam into Tiffany. His thrust lifted her backside up and shoved her forward, forcing my cock deep into her throat. She gagged and shook her head free of my prick as the black man held her hips while he pumped his cum into her. When he was through, he simply uncoupled from the teen, letting her knees fall to the floor again, and then stumbled back to the chair where he had originally been lounging. Tiffany looked up at me and meekly said, "Sorry about that," in reference to her gag reflex. I tenderly said, "No need to apologize," leaning forward to kiss her sweet lips. Tiffany pulled herself up and crawled into my lap, sliding her pussy down on my hard-on. My hands immediately went to her tits, knowing that she was a lot more likely to get off if I worked on them a bit. I could feel Mark's sperm inside her, and squishing out of her as she rode up and down my pole. Once again I had 'sloppy seconds' but I didn't really mind. In all actuality, I was more concerned about getting her off. I guess it probably had something to do with the fact that I had already blown one load and knew that I was going to blow another. Whatever the case, I centered my attention on her nipples and started teasing them. I could see the reaction in her face almost instantly, and I knew that I was headed in the right direction. I took a quick glance at the other group and saw that Paul's pecker was back at full attention as it slid in and out of Cheryl's mouth. Dave and Tom were sawing away at her lower regions while her big boobs bounced and jiggled. They were all moaning and groaning in their own little world, so I returned to mine. Tiffany was grinding her pussy on my rigid staff while I pulled and twisted her nipples. She wasn't working at a furious pace; more what I would consider a determined one. Her eyes were closed, head tossed back and she looked like a naked angel to me, with her blonde mop cascading around her shoulders. I released her nipples from my grip, leaned my head forward and started gently biting her breasts, teasingly avoiding the nipples. She whimpered under my ministrations and her breathing accentuated her eroticism. My teeth tugged at her flesh with increasing force and I was soon causing her to gasp audibly each time they clamped down. "That's right lover boy; you know what I like," she hissed as I finally gave in and started to chew her nipples as well. I still wasn't gnawing her as ferociously as I had that day on the mountain trail, but I was accomplishing my plan to make her cum. Judging from the various other trysts that we had been involved in, I could tell that she was getting ever so close to her pinnacle. I suddenly felt a strange sensation between my legs and looked down to, surprisingly, see Kelly on the floor with her head nuzzled into our combined crotch area. She was licking my cum and pussy-juice covered balls and attempting to get at Tiffany's filled pussy. Tiffany became aware of the woman's presence and lifted off of me to give her access. Kelly devoured my slippery shaft in one smooth motion, sucking in almost all of my length. She nursed my cock for mere moments before releasing me, only to push her tongue into Tiffany's hot gash. The youngster must've been unsatisfied by the penetration Kelly was getting because she stood straight up in the couch, turned 180 degrees and squatted back into position above my manhood. This gave Kelly a much better angle and she dove back into the blonde's hairless snatch. After a few more moments, Tiffany slowly lowered her body, sliding back onto my waiting rod. Kelly continued to suck my balls and lick up and down my shaft in time with Tiffany's humping of me. Every so often, Tiffany would pause, with me buried in her box, to allow Kelly to tease her clit with an outstretched tongue. I reached my hands around the teen to find her tits once more, which I started to maul and harass. As she bounced on my lap faster and faster, I increased the wickedness of my treatment to Tiffany's breasts. Within a couple of minutes she hammered down on me and began to convulse in orgasmic delirium. As her hips wriggled above me, her cunt muscles squeezing my dick, I suddenly felt the urge hit me that I too was about to cum. But before I could reach release, Tiffany pulled off of my straining boner. She eased backward and lowered herself into a sitting position on my lower abdomen. Her hands found mine, still on her chest, and together we continued to knead her heaving breasts. I wasn't being nearly as rough, and I think that is precisely what the girl was looking for. She was still basking in the afterglow of her climax and, from my experience, it makes no difference how hot the sex has been, most women want that 'cuddle time' afterward. Her head leaned back onto my shoulder and, although the position was a little awkward, we locked into a passionate kiss. Kelly wasted no time engulfing my dick, to my relief, when it sprang free of the younger woman's vagina. She worked her skilled tongue over the swollen head and sucked me deep into her throat. I grew nearer and nearer to orgasm with each movement of her head in my groin, and within just moments, I tensed and began to spew my load into her willing mouth. After the initial jets spurted from me, I could feel her pull back, letting my prick escape her lips. I was still cumming, though, and could feel the jism edging out of my cock and sliding down the shaft. She didn't let it go to waste and engulfed me once more, sucking all of the cream from my manhood. Tiffany and I broke the kiss and watched as her mother completed servicing the men that were fucking her, Kelly continuing to lick at us both. I didn't know if Cheryl had gotten off or not, but it was evident that Dave had. He was no longer behind her and her undulating ass was splotched with shining globs of what could have only been semen. Tom was still beneath her and she rode up and down on him with Paul's dick slipping to and fro through her lips. But the show didn't last too long, as both Tom and Paul lost control at virtually the same time. Each of them pulled out of their respective holes and blasted their juice onto Cheryl's body. Tom's cum flew out of his cock to mingle with Dave's on her butt, and Paul's diminished load (it was his third of the afternoon, after all) landed right on her beautiful face. Moments later, Cheryl moved off of Tom and plopped her cum splattered butt down on the towel that Kelly had vacated. Cheryl's hand went to her pussy, indicating she had not had the pleasure of her own climax, although she'd been well probed by the men. She commenced vigorously rubbing her own clit in an attempt to bring herself off. Kelly turned her head to see what was happening and then deserted us in favor of more active involvement. She crawled to the supine Cheryl and dropped between her thighs to munch the freshly-fucked, but still needy, twat. The rest of us, worn out from our escapades, just lounged around and watched as the experienced Kelly worked her magic on Cheryl, one more time. It was only a few minutes before Cheryl's back arched up and off the floor as she wailed, "Oh God...Oh God...Yes-Yes-Yes," through her orgasm. When it was over, Kelly rolled over and just laid there, using Cheryl's pussy as a pillow, with a very contented look on her face. In fact, everyone had that same look of satisfaction, with the exception of Tiffany. I asked her what was wrong and she quietly told me, "I was shortchanged." "What do you mean?" I queried. "I only got off once," she pouted. "Well maybe I can make it up to you....tomorrow or the next day," I said. "Maybe we can go on a 'special' picnic," I suggested. "That sounds promising," she replied and laid her head back on my shoulder. "For now," I whispered, "Let's sneak upstairs and take a shower." The idea seemed to satisfy her for the moment, and we slipped away while everyone else slumbered in post-fuck recovery. We showered together, cleaning the aftermath of the evening from each others bodies. I know Tiffany would have liked for me to have gone a lot further than the mere petting and playing we engaged in, but I was just too worn out. Still, we both enjoyed the hot water and each other's company. After toweling off, we went to my room where I donned a pair of loose athletic shorts, giving Tiffany one of my T-shirts to wear. The shirt was a bit too big for her but she pulled it on and we went back downstairs to see what was happening. To our surprise, the place was deserted but everything was just as it had been when we made our escape. So we tidied up a bit and then made ourselves a late supper. After eating, we moved out to the deck with a couple of beers. We spent the rest of the evening laying together in one of the large chaise lounges and never did see any of the others. We looked at the stars, talked, kissed, and teased each other for a couple of hours and then retired, both of us sleeping in my bed that night. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 08 Before you read this work, please note that it is adult oriented and very sexually explicit. Also, it is very lengthy and broken into 10 'parts' that should be read in order. Most of them will stand on their own, but certain nuances of the story will be better understood if each part is read in succession. PART VIII (day 11) I awoke the next morning with a 'morning woody' that, from what I've read, happens frequently to most men. Tiffany was still sleeping next to me, laying on her side with her back to me. I rolled onto my side, spooned my hard-on into her warm butt crack and put my arm around her, feeling for her tits. As she began to stir, I started nuzzling her shoulder and neck, placing soft kisses and gentle nibbles on them. "Mmmmm..." came the sound from her before she stretched her right arm high into the air above us. "Good Morning," I said, continuing to snuggle and fondle her teenage body. "Mmm...Morning," she sleepily replied as she lowered her arm, placing her hand on top of the one I had on her breast. "What time is it?" she wanted to know. "I don't know, but I think I smell bacon," I told her. After playing around with each other for a brief period we decided that breakfast was in order, so we started to gather ourselves to make our morning appearance. Tiffany pulled my T-shirt on and I threw on the shorts from the night before, and we exited my room. We headed downstairs, stopping of at the john on the way. As we descended the staircase, it was obvious that I had indeed smelled bacon frying, it's unmistakable aroma filling the air. We could hear voices and laughter coming from the kitchen and, from the sound, it seemed that we were the last to arise. But, in self defense, we were the last to turn in as well. We rounded the corner into the kitchen and were greeted by the group. Saying our 'Good mornings' to everyone, I couldn't help being caught a little off guard. To my surprise, and Tiffany's too I think, Kelly and Cheryl were nude, except for Cheryl's full length apron that she wore to keep the bacon from splattering her with hot grease. Glancing around again, I found that Paul and Tom were also in the buff, with Dave wearing only a towel around his waist. Mark was leaning against the far wall sporting only a very tight pair of Speedo style swim trunks that barely could contain his huge pecker. To say the least, I felt overdressed. Tiffany, undaunted, made her rounds again that morning, greeting everyone in a very physical manner. She was even more brazen than she had been the day before, and openly groped each of the men as she kissed them. When she got around to Cheryl, she hugged her, chirping, "Morning Mom," while her hands dropped down to massage the bare ass of the older woman. Kelly turned around and Tiffany moved to embrace her, the two of them locking in a deep french kiss that lasted several seconds. When the kiss ended, they remained together, arms around each other's waists. Kelly playfully pulled the back of the oversized T-shirt up, exposing Tiffany's toned bottom to everyone. "Hey! Stop that. Some of us have a little modesty," the teen chided with, you guessed it, a giggle. We all laughed and then settled around the table to enjoy the meal. After we were finished eating and the dishes had been cleared and washed, we sat around having another cup of coffee and some conversation. At one point there was a period of silence, broken as Kelly began to speak. "I have to tell you all that I really enjoyed yesterday afternoon," she began. "I've had a lot of sexual adventures, but that was the best," she said, and then continued. "I have had a fantasy to do that for a long time and haven't had a chance to live it out," she told us, confirming what Paul had conveyed the day before. "It seems like the timing or the people have never been right and I haven't felt comfortable until now," she explained. Going on, almost in tears, she said, "You guys are great and I'm going to miss you all when this vacation is over." After regaining her composure, she finished by grinning and saying, "But I have to tell you that my ass is pretty tender this morning," referring to the sound spanking she had received. Her last remark brought chuckles and comments from everyone with Paul mocking her; "Keep complaining and you might get it again," he said. You might have thought that it would have been a sexual free-for-all from that point on, but the happenings around the cabin went on with a good deal of normalcy. Albeit, the general rule was 'clothing optional' and most of the time the option was for very little, or none at all. I have to admit, it seemed a little strange at times, with people walking around and going about their business without a concern that they were totally naked. And it remained that way the rest of the time we were there. I don't think Cheryl ever put an article of clothing on the rest of the time. If I'm not mistaken, some of us were still nude when the two Hummers pulled up in front of the cabin to take us down the mountain. But I don't want to get ahead of myself because, even though it wasn't a continual fuck-fest, there was still plenty of action. For instance, later that same day I found myself sitting with Tiffany on the dock while she caught some sun. By now, of course, the T-shirt was long gone and her unclad form was stretched out on a long beach towel, face down. We were talking about various mundane topics when I remembered her comments to Kelly as she was fisting her, and I decided to question her about them. "When you were fisting Kelly," I breeched the topic, "You sounded like you knew what you were talking about," I said. "Have you ever been on the receiving end?" I questioned bluntly. "Uh-HUH!" she answered. "Do it often?" I asked. "No. Just a couple of times," she said. "Tell me about it," I posed, wanting to enrich the visions that had filled my head the night before. "Well..." she started, "The first time, I was with a friend of mine and her boyfriend." Proceeding she said, "He had cum twice and was out of it, but neither of us had gotten off." "Quick shooter, huh?" I chuckled, referring to the guy. "Yeah he was," she flatly replied before moving on with her story. "Anyway, she asked me if I was willing to try something she had seen done and wanted to try. I was game so she lubed up her hand and stuffed it inside of me." I was listening intently now and prodded, "And?" "Not knowing what she was doing, she was a little too rough, but when I asked her to take her hand out, I had the most powerful orgasm," she admitted with a chirp. "Then she asked me to do her. I was a little scared, but she really wanted me to do it. And after the way I had cum...I couldn't keep that from her." As the conversation continued, she told me in great detail how she had fisted her friend to a mind blowing orgasm. Then she rolled onto her side and propped herself on one elbow to continue, "A couple of months later I tried it on Mom and she loved it too." "Has she done you?...Your mom, that is," I questioned. "Not really. She tried, but her hands are too big," the girl returned with a bit of lament in her voice. "But we keep working at it and pretty soon I'll be able to take her," she grinned. Again my mind filled with visions of the full-bodied Cheryl with her hand stuffed up the small framed blonde's pussy. At the same time my dick began to fill with blood, pushing out the front of my shorts. "That's something I'd love to see," I confessed. "How long have you and your mom been...." I was sort of at a loss for words, not wanting to seem crude. "...fucking together?" the teen completed my question. "For a while now," she vaguely answered. Glancing around, she whispered, "You can't tell anyone else; Okay?" I nodded my agreement and she went on. "Actually, since just before I turned seventeen," she confided, and I could see why she didn't want me to tell anyone else. "Mom caught me with my boyfriend," she started. "We were humping away like rabbits on our couch when she came home early from work," she said. "She made him leave and I was grounded for two months. I think it was the best thing that ever happened to me," she asserted with a confident sigh. I gave her a puzzled look and she set about explaining her statement. "During the first month, I barely spoke to Mom. But during the second month, we slowly drew back together and had some long conversations about sex." Running her fingers through her hair, she continued, "I learned that my ideas about sex were all wrong and what a wonderful thing it could be...beyond the physical satisfaction, I mean." Her intellect was showing in her speech, making her that much more attractive. "But I wasn't very smart and went right back to humping my boyfriend when the two months were over. And, of course I got caught again," she conceded. "Mom was furious, as you can imagine, and I was banned from ever seeing Kirk again." She went on, "After a few days and several heated arguments, Mom realized that she wasn't going to be able to prevent me from having sex. When I got home from school one Friday afternoon, she was all dressed up in lingerie. She said 'If you have to have sex, you will have to settle for doing it with me'." At this point I was hanging on every word and was almost expecting a punch line to come at any moment. If I hadn't been a party to the activities of the last several days I would have thought her tale was, shall we say, imaginary. But somehow, I knew that she was telling me the truth. "So she taught you all about the finer points, huh?" I interjected. "Yep. And a whole lot more!" the girl chuckled, then moved on with her story. "After about six or seven months, Mom knew that I needed more than female companionship and let me bring a guy home, but with one condition..." She paused and stared out across the lake, as if reflecting on the moment. "You should have seen the look on his face when he found out Mom was going to be present when he screwed me," she laughed. "The next time I brought him home, Mom joined in and he got to do both of us." "Lucky boy!" I stated with a grin, speaking from experience. "For the last year or so, Mom and I have shared several guys, and a few girls," she concluded. Wanting more sordid tales of her youthful escapades, I pressed her further, asking, "So what's the craziest, wildest thing you two have been involved in?" "This vacation!" she said with a chortle. "But there was one time; I had just turned 18," she began. "We were at this party and the later it got, the drunker and bolder the men got. They kept feeling up all of the women as we danced," she told me. "To be honest, their groping had me really horny and I was ready for a good fuck," she stated brusquely. "One thing led to another, and before long, Mom and me were in the middle of them, stark naked, dancing with each other," she said. "It wasn't long before we were both sucking and fucking a long string of guys. I must have screwed fifteen guys that night. There were guys of all shapes, sizes and colors having their way with us, and at times we were having at each other too." she related, as my excitement grew. Tiffany went on with her story, "By the time it was all over with, both of us were covered in their cum." Then, with a bit of a laugh, she admitted, "Boy, was my pussy sore the next day!" Looking down and picking at the towel she expounded further, saying, "But the down side was that almost every guy I sucked wanted to cum in my mouth. And some of them literally held my head to keep me from moving while they did. That's why I don't let just anyone do it now." She explained, "It's not that I mind doing that; It's just that I want to be in control of it, I guess," finishing with a shrug. "Well, I know I sure enjoyed it that day on the trail," I told her, genuinely appreciative, but in hopes of getting the treatment again before we left. "Thanks," she said with a contented smile, and then shyly acknowledged, "Well, just so you know, of all the lovers I've had, you are probably my favorite," before smirking, "...so far." Then she sat up, crossing her legs 'Indian style', and looked at me with a serious look. "That brings up something I wanted to ask you," she said before tipping her head downward, looking into her lap. "What's that?" I queried nonchalantly. "There is something that I've never done, but always wanted to try," she confessed quietly. I sat there silently, waiting to find out what the 'something' was. Finally she said, "I'm a little embarrassed to ask," and I was stunned. I didn't think anything could embarrass this little nymph, at least not when it came to sex. But, I encouraged her to tell me, saying, "It's okay, you can ask me anything." Without looking up, she said, "What you did to Kelly yesterday. I want you to do it to me." Now I was really taken back and stammered, "You mean anal sex?" I figured, with her experience, she would have tried that long before now. "Uh-huh," came her meek reply. My mildly hard penis came to full attention as I sat there dumbfounded. I certainly wanted to do the deed, but I didn't want her to know just how eager I was to aid her in adding butt-fucking to her sexual repertoire. So, with an air of indifference, I assured her that I would be happy to help. She looked up with a wide smile and lurched forward to give me a big hug. You would have thought I'd just rescued her puppy from a burning building or something. Then she noticed my tented shorts and slipped her hand inside. "Looks like you're ready to get started," she croaked as she pulled on my pecker. Most people would have wanted a little privacy, but if she didn't mind doing it right here, neither did I. I pushed her back onto the towel and then stood to remove my shorts. I had no more than dropped them on the dock before she pulled my dick into her mouth. Her lips moved effortlessly up and down my shaft for a few minutes and then I pulled free and started to crouch, guiding her back as I lowered myself between her legs. I slid back so that my face was positioned in her crotch and started licking up and down her bare slit. She sighed deeply and let out a low "Mmmm....". I wanted to take my time and make sure that she was really hot before attempting an anal entry, so I munched her hairless pussy until she was grunting and groaning, her juices flowing freely. When I felt she was sufficiently turned on, I decided to turn up the heat a notch, just to be sure. I slid up her body and inserted the tip of my cock into her wet hole, just teasing her with the first few inches for a short time, then slowly built up the length of my strokes until I was nearly fully inserted. Knowing that her tits were a hot spot, I lowered my head to her chest and started biting and sucking on them. It didn't take much of this before she was moaning and twisting beneath me and I knew that she was climbing toward release. I didn't want her to cum yet, though, so I stopped what I was doing and just laid there, kissing her, with my dick deep in her vagina. "Are you ready?" I asked, knowing that she was. "Uh-huh," she replied, but still sounded a tad uncertain to me. So I kissed her again, our tongues wrestling back and forth, letting her settle down just a touch. Then I went back to her tits with my teeth and started to slide my pole in and out of her hot little box. Again, it wasn't long before she was climbing steadily toward orgasm and, again, I stopped and questioned her; "Are you ready?" "Oh yeah!...I'm ready....Do it now, Mike," she moaned. I was a little more satisfied with her exuberance this time, but continued to tease her for the next few minutes. I kept her right on the edge of climaxing until she wailed, "Fuck my ass....please, Mike, fuck my ass!" Now I felt she was truly ready and replied simply, "Turn over." After I withdrew my cock, she pulled her legs up and quickly rolled her body, assuming a doggie-style pose. I raised to my knees and, at that moment, had a disheartening thought; We had no lube. I knew there was no way that I would be able to get in her virgin asshole without any lubrication, and was about to break the bad news to her when I remembered the tanning oil she had been using. I glanced around and found the bottle and picked it up. I flipped open the top, turned back to Tiffany's delectable backside and squirted a small amount into the cleft of her ass. Still holding the bottle in one hand, I rubbed the oil between her butt cheeks with the other, and she wiggled her hind-end with an "Oooo!" I dribbled a little more of the oil into her crevice and rubbed it liberally into the rosebud of her anus. She drew in a quick breath and then let it out, "Mmmm...." she mewed. After I had the opening well covered, I pressed my finger into it gently, with surprisingly little resistance. Slowly, I worked more and more of the digit into her until I could go no further. I stopped to let her anus adjust to me and then began a slow movement, pulling out and sliding back in, adding oil as I did. I wanted to be sure this was an enjoyable experience and applied the oil generously, working it into her until it squished audibly with each insertion. Tiffany had been relatively silent during this 'loosening up' cycle and I wondered if she was having second thoughts. My concern was removed when she looked over her shoulder and lustily said, "Put your cock in me." I extracted my finger and squirted a fair amount of the fluid into my palm, which I rapidly slathered on my rigid dick. I snapped the bottle closed and tossed it aside before positioning myself to enter the teenager's rectum. As I moved my dick head between her cheeks, she lowered her upper torso onto the towel, leaving her lean little ass hiked up in the air and wide open. I smeared the oil over her anus one last time and pressed the glistening head of my pecker against her wrinkled hole. I exerted a little pressure and the tip began to slip inside of her. She gasped as the head popped into her virgin opening, and I paused to let her relax. After several seconds, I could feel her anal muscles begin to loosen their grip on the end of my penis, and she confirmed, "Okay." I once more applied the pressure and, ever so slowly, began filling her ass with my shaft. "Oh godduhhh..." she grunted as I neared halfway home. I stopped again, thinking she needed to adjust to my increased diameter, but the blonde insisted, "Keep going.... Oh God, keep going." I wasn't going to argue and pushed more of my pole into her backside. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her face contorted as I pushed more and more of my oily cock into her rectal depths. As I completed my invasion, she arched her back with a loud, long, "Unnnnggghhh....." She was panting like crazy, puffing the air from her lungs, and I was again concerned that she had gotten more than she had bargained for. I held myself still for a moment and then started a slow mini-fucking, pulling out only an inch or so and pushing back in. As I did this, I could tell that Tiffany was becoming more and more accustomed to having my member in her nether region. The twisted expression on her face turned to one of bliss and her body became less tense beneath mine. Still, the grasp of her sphincter around my cock was tremendous and I'm sure that it must've felt like she had a log shoved up her ass. But, at the same time, it appeared that she was really starting to get into it, and I decided it was time for me to get serious. I pulled my dick out until just the head was still inserted and paused, then slid about halfway in again. "Ohhhhh..." she moaned. I repeated this process three or four times and then began increasing the depth of each stroke until I was pushing nearly all of my meat into her with each thrust. As I found my rhythm, Tiffany was becoming more and more vocal, wailing, "Oh...Oh...Oh," over and over, punctuating my drives into her tight asshole. At one point she broke the cycle, calling out loudly, "Oh god, Mike....Fuck my ass....Fuck my ass good!" 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 08 This encouragement wasn't really necessary, but prompted me to increase my speed and force. I started to really hammer the girl's back door, harder than I had intended or anticipated, but to her delight. She remained very vocal as I finished my assault of her anal cavity, growling motivating remarks mingled with squeals and cries of pleasure. "Uhnn...Uhnn...Uhmmmm...Fuck me....Fuck me.....Oh God.....Fuck my ass!" she continued with her string of x-rated orations. Her dirty talk had me nearly as excited as did the fact that I was screwing her virgin asshole, and I could feel the cum welling in my balls. I knew that I wasn't going to last much longer and wanted to be sure that she got off, so I pushed deep into her and stopped. Then I reached around her right hip and into her crotch, searching out her distended clitoris. Upon finding the sensitive bud, I started aggressively working it, causing the girl to twitch and moan incoherently. I toyed with her, working my dick in and out as best I could, having restricted my movement by reaching under her. Apparently she sensed my quandary and I soon felt her hand pushing mine out of the way, allowing me to return to my previous posture. As she picked up where I left off teasing her pussy, I did the same, returning to the long, deep strokes in and out of her butt hole. This combination soon had her mounting what I expected to be an explosive release. And I wasn't wrong. In just a couple of minutes she screamed out, "Oh-Oh-OHH....GAAAAWWD!" and her back began to undulate, arching up and down, over and over. She bucked against me, driving my pole deep into her bowels, continuing to cry out in ecstasy. "Uh-Uh-Uh....Oh God, Yes-Yes!" she wailed. Her jerking hips and clinching asshole had me ready to blast off, and I pulled out just in time to chuck my load all over her back. She was still dry humping the air as I grabbed my shaft and milked the last drops of jism onto her firm little bottom. Still holding my prick, I leaned my head back and closed my eyes to catch my breath. I could hear Tiffany huffing and puffing from the intensity of her own orgasm and when I opened my eyes to take in the splendor of her post-orgasmic form, what I saw was the rest of the group gathered at the railing of the cabin deck. I nudged Tiffany and said, "Guess we have an audience." She replied with a dreamy, "Huh?" and I told her to look up at the cabin. She raised her torso and leaned backward, pressing her cum-splattered back against me, and peered up the hill. Seeing the group she said, "Oh well, just smile and wave," which is exactly what we did, bringing cheers and applause from the group. Tiffany twisted around to kiss me, reaching her arm and hand behind my head. While we were lip-locked, I could see the others start filing off of the deck and into the cabin, out of the corner of my eye. For a moment I thought that we had our privacy restored, but it was short lived as the group began streaming down the stairs and onto the path, heading straight for us. I broke the kiss asking, "Ready for some company?" Tiffany answered, "Not really, but I guess we're gonna get some." Before the troupe arrived, we both jumped into the lake where we wrapped our arms around each other and shared another kiss. As a naked Tom and Dave came running down the dock, hooting and hollering, the teen looked up at me and affectionately said, "Thanks. That was awesome," leaving me feeling well-fucked and proud to boot. The rest of the afternoon was spent splashing around in the lake with various sexual activities accompanying. Both of the other two women were screwed on the dock by the four men; Mark and Paul doing Cheryl while Tom and Dave teamed up on Kelly. In between, there was lots of cock sucking and pussy eating that took place. Tiffany joined in on that portion of the afternoon but didn't partake of any more intercourse. As for me, I ended up getting a fantastic tag team blowjob from Cheryl and Kelly that I finished by pumping my semen down the latter's throat. After a couple of hours we were all pretty well used up and headed for the cabin to get some dinner and recuperate. After showers and supper, we played around in the game room for a while. The later it got in the evening the harder the other guys worked, trying to get the women involved in more sex, especially Tiffany. She finally gave in, telling them, "Okay, but blow-jobs only." They readily agreed and she quickly set to work, engulfing Tom's soft pecker. After watching Tom shoot his load all over Tiffany's face and chest, Cheryl and Kelly must have gotten a little more horny. They sprawled on the floor and entwined themselves in what quickly became a heated 69. Tom backed away from the kneeling Tiffany and, while Dave and Paul looked on, idly jacking their own cocks, Mark stepped up and presented his black snake to the girl. I was really worn out from the sun and the fun of the day and had no intention of getting involved in what was shaping up to be a possible all nighter. So, as the blonde struggled to stuff Mark's big boner in her mouth, I bid everyone good night and headed to my room. I went to bed and laid there without being able to go to sleep. I don't really know why, but I couldn't. I must have been there for about an hour when I heard the shower come on in the bathroom, which shared a wall with my accommodations. I guessed that it was probably Tiffany because if all the men went the way of Tom, blasting all over her, she would certainly need one. I listened to the water, still trying to get to sleep, and I must've finally dozed off. The next thing I remember was feeling my bed move and then a naked, warm, female body pressing against me from behind. I felt her begin kissing my shoulder and knew that it was whoever had been in the shower from the damp hair that touched my skin. A whispering voice asked, "Mind if I sleep here again tonight?" It was indeed Tiffany, and I let her know that I didn't by rolling over and planting a deep french kiss on her, drawing her young body close to mine. During our kiss my penis started getting hard, and without either of us saying a word we enjoyed a slow, romantic fuck. After we had both climaxed, we drifted off to sleep, happily in each others arms. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 09 Before you read this work, please note that it is adult oriented and very sexually explicit. Also, it is very lengthy and broken into 10 'parts' that should be read in order. Most of them will stand on their own, but certain nuances of the story will be better understood if each part is read in succession. PART IX (day 12) When Tiffany and I awoke the next morning, we cuddled and kissed for a while before heading downstairs. Upon arriving there, we found Mark, Cheryl and Kelly sleeping on the floor of the game room, still naked of course. The two women were laying huddled close to Mark, one on each side of his muscular frame. They seemed content and happy and I came to the conclusion that they had finished off the evening with a satisfying three-way. The other three men were nowhere in sight and I figured they were in their rooms, still fast asleep as well. So we crept into the kitchen and quietly made some coffee and found something to eat. After the coffee was ready, we both got a cup, took the English muffins we had prepared and discreetly moved out onto the deck. We ate our breakfast, enjoying the morning view of the lake and lighthearted conversation, mostly centered on the previous day's activities. Tiffany confided to me that her posterior was a bit tender from our round on the dock, and that she was generally stiff all over. For that matter, I was too. All of us had spent a good deal of time in the water and wrestling about, not to mention the sex we had. "A day in the sun sounds good to me," I told her. "Yeah...that sounds like a good idea," she replied. Then she laughed and added, "Of course that's what I thought yesterday morning too!" Thinking quickly, I responded to her remark, "By the way...Where did that oil get to?" She shot a mocking glare at me and retorted, "Not today, Buddy Boy!" then added, "It was great and all...but not today." Still taunting her I said, "What's the matter? I figured you'd be ready to try Mark back there today." Her eyes bugged out and she laughingly sputtered, "Holy shit... No way! I can't imagine anyone taking that thing up there. It's hard enough to put anyplace else." We laughed and teased each other for the next several minutes and there was little doubt that we had developed a very close relationship. I knew it was going to be a difficult parting when the time came for us to go our separate ways, probably more so for her than for me. But I put that out of my mind in order to enjoy the teen's company while I had the opportunity. After a while, we heard the door sliding open and turned to see Kelly, coffee cup in hand, coming toward us. "Morning..." I offered. "Is it?" she replied, still half asleep. "How late were you guys at it?" I questioned. "I don't know..." she said, "....but it was late...or early...something," as she moved to the deck railing and looked out toward the lake. About that time Mark walked past us and grumbled, "It was around 2:30 this morning..." He too had a cup of coffee and strolled right up beside Kelly and grabbed a hand-full of her plump ass. "Man you can go girl," he said, while squeezing her butt. "Yeah, well, I wasn't exactly the only one going and going and going..." she joked. A few minutes later Cheryl joined us too. Leaning over and kissing Tiffany on top of the head, she said, "Morning Sweetheart," and then flopped into one of the chaise lounges. "Morning Mom," the girl replied, then asked, "Did you have a good time last night?" Cheryl smiled widely, nodding her head and said, "Oh yeah....!" She took a long pull from her own cup, and then greeted me also. The five of us began to talk, and the trio verbally replayed their adventure from the night before, for Tiffany and me. The gist of the story was that after Tiffany had blown all the guys and left, Mark had managed another hard-on and was virtually attacked by Kelly and Cheryl. The other three men were too pooped to pop and excused themselves. The remaining three had screwed each other every which way imaginable, with the women both having a couple more orgasms each. It finally concluded with the pair licking and sucking Mark's pecker until he was able to launch one last load onto his six-pack abs. Which, Cheryl informed us, the two women shared, licking and kissing until it was gone. Their story was quite a turn on and my dick was growing by the time they finished their sordid tale. Cheryl took note of my condition and continued to tease me. "Maybe we should do that to you, Mike," she quipped. "Yeah...Okay," I replied, trying to feign indifference. But she was not going to let me off the hook that easy. "And then, after we've sucked up all of your cum, we'll lick and suck on you until you're hard again," she said with a smile. Taunting me further, she added, "When you are nice and hard, maybe we could tie up Kelly so you could screw her ass again...You seem to have a knack for that." By now my organ was at full attention, which was exactly what Cheryl was trying to accomplish. But Tiffany came to my rescue by chastising, "Mom?...Stop teasing the poor guy!" Cheryl laughed and conceded, "Oh, alright... Sorry, Mike, but I couldn't resist." "That's okay," I told her, "Just remember that payback's a bitch." "Promises, promises..." she mocked with a wink. After a few minutes, we had gotten into normal, non-sexual conversation and my boner had dissipated. It wasn't a good deal longer before we were joined by Paul and Dave, and lastly, Tom found his way onto the deck. We spent the rest of the morning horsing around and then grilled some burgers for lunch. Afterward, some went for short hikes, while others opted for boating, and some of us remained at the cabin. I was content to snooze the afternoon away and headed for the hammock I had been in when this whole wild spectacle began. I awoke to the sound of laughter coming from the direction of the boat dock. I rubbed my eyes and twisted around to see who it was, finding Cheryl, Tiffany, Paul and Tom coming up the trail. Tiffany cut off, through the thick grass surrounding the cabin, and headed in my direction. She was still laughing about something as she broke into a trot, her succulent young breasts jiggling on her chest as she neared me. Upon reaching the hammock, she flopped down on top of me, nearly spilling both of us to the ground. I struggled to keep us upright and we eventually managed to settle into the mesh, lying side by side. She snuggled against me and asked how my nap had been. I replied with a simple, "Fine," and then, with a yawn, I asked her if she had enjoyed her afternoon. "Uh-huh...we had lot's of fun," she responded with a sigh. "I bet you did," I smugly stated. "I'd be willing to bet that you and your mom got laid, didn't you?" I tested. "Nope," she returned, adding, "But I got horny!" with a giggle. "Horny huh?" I pondered and then teased, "Too bad you don't know anyone who could help you with that." "Yeah it is," she stated flatly as she reached into my groin to fondle my cock and balls. I immediately started to grow in the grasp of her small hand and moved my own hand to her chest, grabbing her right breast. We laughed together and then launched into a long, wet kiss as we continued our seriously heavy petting of one another. We were just beginning to really get into it when we heard a voice from the cabin. "Hey you two...Quit diddling each other and get your asses up here and help with supper." We looked up to see Kelly's nude form leaning on the deck railing, motioning us to the cabin with big sweeping gestures of her arm. "Well...shit!" I exclaimed in bogus frustration, then said, "Don't forget where we were...We'll have to pick this up later." Tiffany grinned and said, "Oh, don't worry...I won't," as she tumbled out of the hammock. I followed, awkwardly climbing out of the tipsy device. I took Tiffany's hand and we strolled to the cabin and set about our 'chores', helping to prepare the evening meal. After the meal was finished and everything cleaned up we spent the early evening with a few drinks on the deck, watching the sun set. As the evening wore on, we continued to indulge in the spirits, and by about nine o'clock everyone was in one stage of intoxication or another. For the most part, we were just in that happy, less inhibited (as if that was needed) state, feeling the buzz but not what I would consider drunk. Tom, however, was pretty well gone. As I said earlier, he never could hold his liquor. I think we all knew that he was going to be headed for real trouble if he continued to imbibe, so we gently encouraged him to call it a night. Finally, after "one more round", as he requested with a slur, we convinced him and he struggled up the stairs to his room. "He's not going to be much good in the morning," Dave snorted. The rest of us debated what we should do, growing tired of pool, darts, and the like. Somehow we landed on the old game of "Truth or Dare" that most of us played in Jr. High School. Quite frankly, I didn't know what kind of 'dare' could be used as a consequence with this group, but we all ended up going along. As it turned out, the dares became quite enjoyable with most of them being things like 'eat Kelly's pussy for five minutes' or 'have your cock sucked 'til you're ready to cum and then stop'. While the dares were being carried out, we all observed and it was almost like watching vignettes of porno movies, only they were live! As the time passed, so did more alcohol, causing the game to get increasingly...how can I put this...I guess 'kinky' would be a good term. It came to my turn and I chose the 'dare' which turned out to be, to my chagrin, jacking off one of the other men. And the kicker was the stipulation "until he cums". To say the least, I was reluctant to complete my task. I mean, my interest has always been women, without the faintest desire to trifle with men. I wasn't even sure I would know what to do or how to do it. I figured I would just to go back to the dry spells and high school days, drawing on self-experience to guide me. Of course, I was sure that the ladies would be quick to set me straight if I faltered. I weighed my options and tried to remember which one of the guys had been the quickest shooter, hoping to get this over with as fast as possible. I settled on Dave, because I figured Paul's swinger lifestyle might have him conditioned to last. And from their morning tale, I remembered that Mark had been royally screwed by Cheryl and Kelly the night before, so I expected that he wouldn't be very likely to shoot quick either. "I guess it's you, Dave," I said as I moved to take a seat next to him on the couch. "Be gentle with me," he teased in a girlish tone, embarrassing me that much more. His dick was already nearly completely hard, as was all of the men's from the previous activities, and I took it in my hand. To my surprise, once I got into a rhythm, it wasn't all that bad. Like most things that we don't really want to do, the thought is usually worse than the action. I stroked up and down his shaft with the encouragement of the group while Dave just sat there silently. After a few minutes, Tiffany came to my aid by snuggling up close to me and whispering instructions in my ear. "Not too fast..."she said, "Squeeze his cock, but not too hard." Before long I was working his tool like it was my own and he was showing the signs of my efforts. It came to a point when he finally leaned his head back, eyes closed, and I think he had put the fact that another man was pulling his pud out of his mind. I must've been doing something right, for within a couple more minutes, Dave was spewing his load, the goo raining down over my stroking fist. The rest of the party cheered their approval as he erupted, and I breathed a sigh of relief that it was over. I released his still twitching dick and looked down at the sperm on my hand. I held it out and asked, "Now what in the hell am I supposed to do with this?" Kelly chirped, "Lick it off, silly," which brought a round of laughter from the whole group. "Not my flavor," I retorted as a towel was pitched to me by Paul. "What a waste..." she grumped as I wiped the sticky mess off of my hand and wrist. "Well here ya' go, if you want it that bad," I jeered, tossing the soiled towel at her. She caught the linen and snapped a quick comeback, "I'm not in the mood for used goods." Equally as quick, I shot back, "I'm sure someone can provide you with fresh." "Ooo..I hope so," she cooed, bringing another round of boisterous laughter. Now that I had completed my dare, it was my turn to pick on someone else. Remembering Cheryl's teasing that morning, I decided this would be a good time to exact my revenge. "Cheryl, Truth or Dare?" I offered. "Hmmm..." she mused and then answered, "Dare!" Quickly, I challenged, "I dare you to let Tiffany fist fuck you." She gave me a long look and then smiled, replying, "We don't have any lube, and I'm not nearly wet enough for that." "I've got some!" Kelly chimed in, rising from her seat. "I'll be right back," she added as she hurried out of the room. "Well... What are you waiting for?" I posed, grinning at the seemingly apprehensive Cheryl. "All right," she responded and moved from her chair to a large open area on the floor. As Cheryl got into position on her back, knees sticking up and legs apart, Tiffany scampered to the floor and took a position between her mom's thighs. The young woman dove right into the luscious twat of the older one, and began licking away. The men were all wolf-whistling and catcalling by the time Kelly reappeared, with a large bottle of sex lube in hand. She tapped Tiffany on the shoulder with the bottle, and then placed it in her hand as the girl reached out without looking up from her ministrations. After the teen took the bottle from her, Kelly settled onto the floor next to Cheryl, making sure she had a front row seat for the show. With Tiffany continuing to eat Cheryl's pussy, Kelly moved her hand to the woman's chest and playfully tweaked the hardening nipples centered on her rounded melons. It wasn't long before Cheryl's face was showing the telltale signs that the other girls were getting her motor running. Tiffany, knowing her mom well by now, pulled away from her crotch and popped open the bottle of lube. She drizzled a goodly amount on Cheryl's clit and let it run down her slightly parted labia. Working the slippery liquid into the crevice, she easily slipped two fingers into her mom. "Mmmm..." came the woman's response. After working those two fingers in and out for only a brief period, the teen added a third finger and continued to pump them into Cheryl. As she did, she started dribbling the lubricant onto her pistoning digits and then along the back of her hand and thumb socket. When she was satisfied that she had applied enough, she sat the bottle down and clicked the top shut. She paused and withdrew her fingers from Cheryl's snatch in order to smear the clear lube over her entire hand. While she did this, I moved from where I was seated to between Kelly's lounging form and Cheryl's hip, affording myself a better view. Paul, Mark and Dave followed suit and also gathered close to watch the exhibition. Tiffany excitedly asked "Are you ready Mom?" to which Cheryl simply replied "Yeah... Go ahead." The teen closed her hand, fingers outstretched and in a cone shape, as she had done with Kelly, and then poised them at her mom's vaginal entrance. With her left hand, she worked the labia apart and inserted the tips of her lubed fingers. Slowly she pushed into Cheryl's spreading pussy until nothing except the butt of her hand was visible. "Uhhh-Hummm..." Cheryl growled as the girl pressed into her. "Okay... Here we go," stated Tiffany, before drawing her hand back a half inch and then pushing harder into the widening hole. "Ughnnnnnn," Cheryl groaned as the teen's hand stalled again. "Keep pushinnggggg," she grunted, her face reddening and the veins on her neck popping out. Tiffany did as instructed and pushed harder. "Oh-Oh-UhnnnGawwww...." Cheryl wailed as the teen's hand disappeared inside of her. She lifted her ass off the floor, pulling Tiffany's arm with it, and tossed her head from side to side. When she settled back to the carpet, Tiffany began working her arm in a very short pumping motion. She kept this up for the next few minutes, adding more of the lubricant as she did. Cheryl, obviously enjoying what was happening, continued uttering sensual moans and expressions. Snapping the bottle closed and discarding it once more, Tiffany asked, "Ready for stage two?" talking to Cheryl as if she were the only one in the room. "Uh-huh," the older woman panted. Without a sound, the blonde began tugging her hand outward, then letting it return, more and more of it becoming visible with each pull, and Cheryl grunting in unison, "Uhhh...Uhhh...Uhhh." Then, suddenly, the whole thing came cleanly out of the woman's gaping cunt with a slurping sound. Immediately Tiffany shoved it back into the dark, wet hole, eliciting a shriek of pleasure from Cheryl. The youngster repeated this process once more and then set into a steady rhythm, stroking her entire hand in and out of her mom's flooding pussy. Cheryl was nearly delirious with pleasure at this point, panting and grunting like an animal in heat. Kelly leaned forward and started to tease her heaving breasts with her tongue, nipping at the blood engorged nipples with her lips and teeth. I took it as a cue and, twisting myself so that I could snake my hand into Cheryl's groin, sought out her clitoris with my fingers. I glanced around and found the other three males all wanking their hard cocks as they took in the spectacle. I couldn't blame them; If I hadn't been engaged in the activities, I probably would have done the same thing. I turned my attention back to the fisting display as I felt my own pre-cum dripping onto my leg. While Tiffany continued her pace, almost punching her fist into her mom, Kelly and I worked in harmony, increasing our efforts as Cheryl's inevitable climax neared. A few moments later, Cheryl heaved upward and her body tensed. She cried out, "Uh-Uh-UhhhhhgggGGAWWDD!" with the orgasm overwhelming her mind and body. As she contorted, I worked feverishly on her love button, causing her to hump the thrusting hand of Tiffany that much more. I almost expected to see the teen's fist pop out of Cheryl's stomach at any moment. Finally, Cheryl pleaded "Uh-Uh-Oh god... Please stop," as she pushed my hand away. Lowering her ass back to the ground, she grasped Tiffany's arm, I assumed to get her to pull out. But, to my surprise, she held it in place, buried deep within her and, gasping for air, said, "Wait...a couple...minutes." As far as I was concerned, Tiffany could wait all she wanted, but I couldn't. I needed to put my dick somewhere and knew just the place. So, without hesitation, I moved lower and to my left and was soon nuzzling my tongue into the crack of Tiffany's sweet little ass. She got the idea quick enough and parted her legs for me to access her better. After lapping at her goodies for a bit, I raised up and grabbed her hips, hefting her into a slumped over, kneeling position. I shuffled forward, cock in hand, and pushed into her young, wet pussy. She squealed an approving "Oooo...UhhhHuh," as I slid almost entirely into her on the first thrust, her hand still stuffed up Cheryl's snatch. I fucked her slowly for about five minutes and was beginning to wonder if she was ever going to free herself from Cheryl. It was just at that moment that I noticed Cheryl release the girl's arm, indicating her readiness to have the invading fist removed. Very gently, Tiffany worked her slimy hand out of her mom's vagina, causing the woman to once more twitch and wriggle on the floor. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 09 "Oh God, Sweetie, that was sooo good..." she cooed, still a little out of breath. I stopped in mid thrust and complained, "Hey, what about me and Kelly? We helped you know." "Yeah..." Kelly chimed in, sitting up and crossing her arms in phoney disgust. "Sorry... Let me rephrase. That was sooo good, you guys," she amended, causing us all to laugh. Cheryl raised up to a sitting position forcing Tiffany to move, and in turn, slip off of my prodding pole. "Guess we're done..." I croaked with no particular recipient in mind. "Not by a long shot!" Tiffany returned with determination in her voice. "But I need to wash some of this lube off first," she stated, then added with a giggle, "Unless someone else wants a fist job." Not getting any takers, the teen scampered to the kitchen to clean herself. In the meantime, Cheryl, still sitting on the floor said, "Okay... My turn." After some thought she looked at me and asked, "Truth or Dare, Mike?" The last time I took the dare and wound up jacking off Dave, so this time I played it safe and answered, "Truth." Everyone 'booed' me, then quickly quieted so Cheryl could ask her question. But before she could, Tiffany hopped back into the room saying, "Wait, wait... I want to hear." When she was seated next to me, Cheryl proceeded with her question. "What's the riskiest time you've had sex?" I thought for a moment and then said, "I guess it would have to be right after I got out of high school..." Then I went on to tell them that I had graduated at 17 and was dating a 16 year old semi-nympho, and how we fucked on the couch in her house. We were lying under a blanket watching T.V., and my girlfriend had conveniently worn a pair of loose gym shorts, with no panties. I unzipped and slid into her from behind, through one of the gaping leg holes. Her Mom was upstairs in her room, we thought, and we were nearly caught when she decided she needed something from her car. She walked right past us while my dick was buried in her daughter. "We were always taking chances like that; screwing in her room and stuff when her mom or sister were there," I concluded. "Kelly, Truth or Dare?" I quickly questioned, hoping to get back to something more exciting. "Truth," she answered. "Let me see....Would you like to be fucked in the ass by Mark?" I asked, just to see if her response would be similar to the one I'd gotten from Tiffany that morning. Amazingly, she blushed, then replied, "My God, I don't know if that thing would fit in my ass... But you asked for the truth and the truth is; Hell yes!" Mark's eyes lit up and for a moment I thought he might take her up on the statement right then. "You slut!" Paul teasingly shot at his wife, which she was quick to rebuke by saying, "That's right... And you love it!" evoking another bout of laughter from the group. Still laughing, she said, "Okay Paul, Truth or Dare?" We all quieted to hear his response. He looked at her intently, as if he were trying to determine what she might challenge him to do, then answered, "Dare." All eyes turned to Kelly to find out what she might conjure up for her husband. With an evil gleam in her eye, she proposed "I dare you to give Mark a blow-job." You could have heard a pin drop as we were all stupefied by her command, and I was silently thankful that all I had to do was jack someone off. "Shiiit, man...I ain't gay!" Mark protested. Kelly chastised him, "Oh hush up. A blow-job's a blow-job. Just close you're eyes and pretend it's me." After a bit of teasing from Cheryl and Tiffany, he yielded and agreed to go along with the game. I was a little puzzled by Paul's indifference to Kelly's challenge as he moved to the floor in front of Mark, who was leaning on the end of the pool table. My curiosity didn't last as I found myself abruptly distracted by Tiffany, as she rose from her seated position and moved her body over mine. She lowered her butt into my lap and after fidgeting around briefly, came to rest with my hard-on lodged in her love tunnel. By the time she was settled, Paul had already begun his work on Mark's mammoth tool. He was kneeling, one hand on the black man's thigh and the other wrapped around his thick shaft, working his lips over the end of the stiffening member. From where I was sitting, it looked to me as if Paul had some experience at his task and again, I was a bit curious. We all watched, as for the next ten minutes or so, Paul worked up and down the ebony rod. I was surprised to see him take in about half of the huge black tool, withdrawing and then working the tip again. He stroked the lower portion of the shaft while licking around the huge head and then stuffed it back into his mouth, as deep as he could. I found myself strangely turned on by the sight, not that I was interested in men, as I said earlier. But I have to admit that there was a great deal of eroticism attached to the act we were witnessing. And I don't think I was the only one experiencing the excitement. I noticed Cheryl scoot close to Kelly where they shared some brief whispers and some heavy petting. Several minutes passed as Paul continued fulfilling his 'dare', then he sucked hard on the big head of Mark's schlong, one last time, and turned to his wife. "There...Happy now?" he questioned her. "Hell no!" she started, adding, "Blow-jobs usually involve a cum shot." He grinned and shook his head, "You made no reference to a cum shot," he debated. "Well if all we wanted to see was you sucking him, I would have simply said 'suck his dick'," she argued. Pushing the point further she proclaimed, "The term 'blow-job' implies more than just sucking." Then she began a chant, "Cum...shot...Cum...shot...Cum...shot," encouraging everyone else to join in, which we all did. After about thirty seconds of this chanting, Paul gave up, knowing that he wasn't going to be able to squirm out of his quandary. As Paul turned back to Mark, taking his monster cock into his mouth once more, Tiffany wiggled her ass in my lap and giggled quietly, "This ought to be good." With Paul's head beginning to bob up and down the black cock, Kelly moved toward them and said, "Here... I'll help you out." I expected to see her kneel beside Paul, but instead she lowered herself and worked her head into her husband's crotch. She started sucking and licking up and down Paul's pecker, matching his efforts on Mark. I couldn't help but to wonder how many times they had done this type of thing before, since it was now pretty obvious that this was not their first. I watched the trio over Tiffany's shoulder for a few minutes before I noticed Cheryl moving toward Dave. Apparently she had grown restless, or possibly felt left out, and wanted some action. Upon reaching him, she dropped her face into his lap and took his hard stick in her mouth. She worked up and down his pole for a few minutes and then climbed on top of him, similar to the way Tiffany was mounted on me. But instead of just sitting there, she started humping away on him. Her large breasts bounced around wildly as she rode up and down on his dick, and I was sure that she would last a lot longer than he would at that pace. She knew it as well and pulled off of him after only a short time saying, "How 'bout you eat me for a while, Sweetie." While they rearranged themselves, I turned my attention to the teen, still mounted on my manhood. I brushed her hair away from her left shoulder and started applying soft kisses on it. I worked my way upward, toward her neck, nuzzling and kissing. As I did this, I reached around and into her groin, searching out her clitoris. I gently rubbed the nub while nibbling on her neck, causing her to mutter appreciatively, "Mmm...that feels nice." Her hips began to rock in my lap making my dick slip in and out of her ever so slightly. The feeling was incredibly sensual and I was simply in heaven. My free hand went to the girl's chest and I commenced rubbing and pulling at her stiff nipples, as I listened to the unmistakable sounds of sex around me. Cheryl was getting into the licking that Dave was providing, moaning and urging him on, while there were only slurping noises coming from the others. After a few more minutes, I heard Mark start adding grunts and growls to the noises, so I looked up to see what was happening. Paul was still diligently sucking his ebony boner and stroking it rapidly. Kelly remained on the floor, orally servicing her man and fingering her bushy cunt. It was quite the sight and I decided to watch them for a while longer. I could tell by Mark's body language that he'd gotten past his original complaint, and was now enjoying what Paul was doing. In fact, he was enjoying it so much that he looked like he was nearing the point of no return. His growls soon turned to dirty talk as he got closer and closer to release. "Oh yeah...suck it, suck it good," he said, continuing with similar, one-sided conversation. Just about then, Tiffany shifted and pulled off of me. At first I thought she was just lifting up to begin fucking me in earnest, but I was at a loss when she raised completely off my prick. Still hovering over me, she leaned forward and then pulled back toward me again. Turning to face me, she again straddled my lap. In her hand was the bottle of lube which she flipped open and shot about a teaspoon of into her hand. She closed the bottle and set it down, then started to coat my dick with the liquid. After she had me lubed up, she moved up and, reaching behind her, started lowering herself until the head of my penis contacted her asshole. I was surprised, but delighted, that she wanted to try again so soon. She kept pressing downward until my cock entered her tight back door, causing her to let out a quiet "Uhhnn." Pausing for only a moment, she pressed on until I was firmly inserted, about half way into her. She stopped and I could tell by her facial expressions that she was finding it difficult. I was about to tell her we could try again later when she pushed down harder, driving me nearly to the hilt in her butt. "Uhhnnggg-awwd," she puffed as I filled her ass. "Are you Okay?" I asked her tenderly. "Uh...Uh-Huh...I will be..." she replied through pursed lips. "We don't have to do this," I said, trying to give her an easy out if she wanted one. "But I ...mmmm...want to," she panted before leaning forward to fill my mouth with her tongue. While she kissed me she lifted her backside a couple of inches and then forced it back down, impaling herself totally on my shaft. "Mmmm..." she moaned into my mouth, then breaking the kiss continued, "OhhhFUCK!" By now, of course, she had drawn the attention of everyone else and they were watching closely as the girl stuffed her asshole with my rod. Cheryl chastised her daughter saying, "Watch your language, young lady," and then laughed, garnering a chuckle in return from Tiffany. This seemed to ease the girl's tension and soon she was banging away on my rigid dick. Mark's eyes were glued to her hind-end as she rode me, and the sight must've been enough to push him over the edge. He announced his impending eruption, giving Paul just enough time to pull his face away, before launching his load. The stream shot forward a good two feet before dropping to land on Kelly's body as she scrambled from her place on the floor. She raised up next to her husband and caught the rest of Mark's ejaculate on her face and in her mouth, taking over in Paul's stead. When Mark's orgasm was finished, Kelly slurped off the last bit of his cum and left him standing there, his pecker hanging limply. She lowered herself to take Paul's meat into her mouth again, and they shifted so both of them were in a more comfortable position. While Paul had been carrying out his dare, Kelly's work had been slow and methodical, but now she was on a mission. Like a lion that's tasted the blood, she'd tasted the cum and wanted more. She worked feverishly on Paul's manhood and quickly had him humping into her face, closing in on his own finish. As Tiffany continued grinding up and down my shaft, Paul grunted, "Ah-Ah-I'm gonna cum...Uhhhhh," and let loose with his load, Kelly never releasing him from her lips. I watched as she kept sucking on the head of Paul's dick, making him twitch and thrash his body until he couldn't take anymore, forcing her to stop. Reluctantly she rolled away from him and surveyed the room in search of more action. Dave had mounted Cheryl by this time and was humping away on top of her on the couch. Seeing no opportunity there, she turned to Tiffany and me. Climbing over me, she moved into the chair that I was leaning against and worked her ass literally over the top of my head. Her legs dropped on each side of me and I'm sure her furry cunt was spread wide above me. Tiffany took the hint and leaned forward, my dick still in her ass, to attend to the wanton woman's needs. I was now in what was probably the most uncomfortable position that I have been in, before or since, while engaged in sex. After only a couple of minutes, I voiced my discomfort and suggested we find a more conducive situation. The girls had no complaints, and within a few more minutes we were back at it, Kelly now siting in the chair and me stuffing my cock up Tiffany's poop chute from behind. She was on all fours, between Kelly and me, once more lapping at the woman's bushy gash. A short time later I could feel myself nearing the pinnacle, but I knew that Tiffany wasn't there yet. "There's a blonde here that needs some help getting off," I announced to anyone, soliciting their aid in bringing Tiffany to climax. Paul answered the call, "Gotcha' covered," and quickly hit the floor, sliding between both mine and Tiffany's legs. He went right after her snatch and started licking and sucking, which caused the girl to moan into Kelly's cunt. Mark joined us, kneeling beside Tiffany and reaching in to find her stiff nipples. He pawed at her breasts and pinched the hardened buds until she was squealing with jubilation. Her muff squelched cries told me that she was now also well on her way to release, and I pumped her for all I was worth. In a matter of moments I knew that I was going to bust my nut and grunted, "Here...it...comes!" My cum blasted into the teens anal depths as I drove fully into her one last time. She raised from Kelly's sopping pussy and let out a long, low "Uhhnnggg," which was quickly followed by the beginning of her own climax. "Uh-Uh-Uhhh... Ohhhhhh!" she wailed as her orgasm peaked and crashed down on her. As she bucked and spasmed, her already tight asshole clamped down even more on my spent dick. I remained buried in her rectum, loving the sensation of her anal muscles milking the jism from me. I looked up and found that the girl had replaced her tongue with three fingers in Kelly's vagina, and she was sawing them in and out at a furious pace. Her other hand was snaked around and feverishly strumming her counterpart's clitoris. From the look on her face and her body language, it seemed that Kelly was also getting very close to cumming. Even though Tiffany's thrashing had settled down somewhat, she continued to moan and flinch. I looked down to see Paul still sucking at her cunt and fingering her clit, while Mark was pulling at her nipples even harder than before. It became apparent that they weren't satisfied getting her off once, they intended to make her cum again, if she would let them. I wanted to extract my sensitive dick from the teen's bowels, but just couldn't bring myself to do it. I'm not sure if it was the incredible feeling I was experiencing, teetering on the brink of pleasure and discomfort, or the fact that I thought having my dick shoved up her ass might make her cum harder, but for some reason I remained inside of her. The more intensely the men exerted themselves on her, the faster and more studious she attended to Kelly's hot box, and in a few moments that attention paid off. Kelly busted out with a loud outcry of "Oh-Oh-Ohhhhhshiiitttt!" as her ass bucked up off the chair. Almost at the same time Tiffany's body tensed and she reached her crest, for the second time in just a few minutes. Her small body shook and tossed in front of me as the relentless men teased her erogenous areas through her climax. Her blonde hair flew wildly about as she tossed her head, crying out in ecstasy over and over, "Oh fuck, Oh fuck...Oh-Oh-Oh." By the time the men stopped tormenting her and she had calmed down, I was surprised to find myself rock hard again, still in Tiffany's bottom. I started to stroke in and out of the girl again, but she looked over her shoulder with pleading eyes that told me she had undergone enough for the moment. I gently withdrew from her depths and she nearly collapsed to the floor. I looked up and caught Cheryl's eyes as Dave continued to ram in and out of her. She saw my condition and motioned me toward her with the universal one-fingered 'come here' signal. I got to my feet and stepped over to the couch where she quickly grabbed my hard-on in her left hand. As Dave, grunted and filled her pussy with his goo, she started jacking me off. When Dave pulled out and climbed off of her, I shifted and put one knee up on the couch beside her. I reached into her crotch and started rubbing her clit, then moving downward, I inserted a couple of fingers into her spunk filled pussy. I worked them in and out while I rubbed her clitoris with my thumb, and she was soon humming her appreciation. She kept stroking my slimy cock as I fingered her and before too long we were both at the brink of orgasm. I increased the pressure on her love button and her stomach began to flinch as the climax neared. Within moments, she let out a low "Uh-Huuuuuhhhhh," as she came, her hips rising from the couch. My fingers toyed with her for a bit longer and then I eased up and ultimately moved them away from her pussy. As the pleasure waves began to subside, she increased her efforts on my cock and shortly thereafter I pulsed out another load of cum, most of it landing on her hefty boobs. A minute or so after the last of my cream had been coaxed out, I leaned forward and said, "Thanks for the hand," with a breathless chuckle, then kissed her. "That's okay," she whispered, and then added, "But you better be ready to do that inside me tomorrow." I kissed her again, our tongues finding one another, and then replied, "I think that could be arranged," as I shifted into a sitting position next to her abdomen. I brought my hand to her chest and started massaging my juice into her tits, rubbing intently over her areolas and still hard nipples. Closing her eyes, she smiled and, still whispering, instructed, "Meet me at our tanning spot about one o'clock tomorrow." After a slight pause she finished by adding, "And bring Tiffany." I pushed my lips back to hers, tongue-fucking her mouth, the thought of the next day filling my mind, until I heard Paul say, "Kelly, Truth or Dare?" I looked at Cheryl and mused, "I thought the game was over." But I guess Paul wasn't going to be satisfied until he had gotten a little revenge on his wife. When I turned around I instantly had a pretty good idea what the dare would be if she chose it. Mark's pecker was nearly at full attention once more, and Paul was sitting on the floor, grinning, with the bottle of lube in his hand. I'm not sure if Kelly knew what her husband had planned or not, but she replied, "Dare." Paul's eyes shined while he told her what she had to do. "Suck me off..." he began. Kelly interrupted him, "Well hell, that's an easy one!" But quickly Paul rebuked her, "I'm not finished...." He began again, "Suck me off, while Mark fucks you in the ass," he told her. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 09 Her eyes widened, then she meekly replied, "I'll try." Cheryl sat up and said, "I gotta see this." I looked down at Tiffany, still lying in the crumpled heap on the floor, apparently fast asleep. "I wouldn't mind seeing it either," I said, "but I'm wiped out....and I think somebody needs to go to bed," I continued, pointing at the girl. Cheryl chuckled and nodded her head saying, "Yeah, you guys pretty well did her in." By this time the trio of Mark, Kelly and Paul had assembled themselves to complete, or at least attempt, the dare. Mark took the lubricant from Paul and as he opened it, Cheryl called out, "Here, let me help you..." and moved off of the couch and toward him, stepping over her sleeping daughter. While I sat there, contemplating what to do, I realized that Dave was no longer present. I guessed that he had seen enough action for the evening as well, and had gone to bed. Deciding that I was just too tired to remain, I knelt down and scooped the sleeping blonde into my arms. As I stood up, I saw Mark preparing to enter Kelly's behind, and I paused to watch for a moment. With Cheryl holding the woman's ass cheeks wide spread, he pressed the huge head of his dick against her anal opening. A few seconds later she screeched out, "UHHHhhhOH MY GOD! Oh God Stop...It hurts...Oh-ho." Mark stopped pushing and asked, "You want me to take it out?" Kelly replied, "Huh-uh...oh-ho...just wait a ....ummm....couple of minutes." I could tell that if she was going to be successful in completing the dare, it was going to take some time. So I turned and started for the stairs. Kelly's cries had woken Tiffany, who stirred and then wrapped her arms around my neck as I carried her to my room. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 10 Before you read this work, please note that it is adult oriented and very sexually explicit. Also, it is very lengthy and broken into 10 'parts' that should be read in order. Most of them will stand on their own, but certain nuances of the story will be better understood if each part is read in succession. PART X (day 13) I awoke as I had the past two mornings, with the young and sexy blonde sleeping next to me. As I watched her sleeping form I thought 'I could get used to this', but then again, my judgement might have been just a wee bit clouded at that point. After all, I was nine years older than she was, and we lived a thousand miles apart. Regardless, having a warm, naked female sleeping with me the past few nights had been as enjoyable as all of the hot sex that I'd been fortunate enough to have fancied. Don't get me wrong, I'd been in relationships where the girl had spent many nights sleeping in my bed. I even had a live-in girlfriend for a while, but there was something different about the way this felt than it ever had before. I shrugged it off as simply a part of the wild two weeks that it had been and put my arm around her waist, drawing her closer. Tiffany began to wake up and I started kissing her shoulder and neck. "Good morning," I whispered through the kisses. "Morning," she said, stretching and breaking into a yawn. "Ooo," she muttered, bringing her hand to my face, "You need a shave." "Oh really..." I replied, sliding my hand lower, over her abdomen and into her groin. "So do you," I teased as I ran my fingers over her stubbly pubic area. She was quick to reply, "Well, let's go take a shower and you can make sure I get it all nice and smooth." That was an invitation that I wasn't about to pass up and said, "Sounds like a plan." Turning to face me, she said with a serious tone, "I'm going to miss you." I thought about giving her the whole 'You'll be all right' spiel, but instead I just agreed, "Yeah, I'm gonna miss you too." We kissed and cuddled for several minutes before leaving the bed in favor of the shower. Once in the bathroom, Tiffany leaned over the tub to start the water running. I guess I had become a little too comfortable around her because, without a thought, I lifted the seat of the toilet and started to take a piss. As the golden stream splashed into the bowl, the teen turned and, without concern, said, "Hurry up, I gotta go too." I have to admit, I was a little uncomfortable once I realized what I was doing, but I managed to finish and shook the last drops from my pecker. Unabashedly, the girl lowered the seat and placed herself upon it, letting her own morning flow gush into the commode. "I've never seen a guy do that before," she told me as she reached for some toilet paper. "Well, I guess I'm just full of firsts for you," I chuckled, then asked, "Any other 'firsts' you'd like me to help you with?" "You never know..." she grinned as she stood and planted a big, wet kiss on my lips. We moved to the steamy shower and soaped each other up, teasing various parts of the other's body while we did. Then, true to her word, Tiffany grabbed a razor and began busily shaving the new growth from her pubes. "Now there's a first for me," I laughed, "I've never watched a girl shave her pussy before." Without looking up from her work, she asked, "Ever had your balls shaved?" "Nope. Never done that either," I said, wondering whether she was just curious or if she had something else in mind. I didn't have to wait long to find out because she soon finished, and asking, "Is this smooth enough?" she pulled my hand into her crotch, forcing me to inspect her labor. As I was running my fingers over her freshly shaven mound, I felt hers working an abundance of soapy lather around my cock and balls and I was pretty sure I was about to lose some hair. Without a word, the girl set about carefully shaving the sparse pubic hair from my ball sack and the shaft of my now stiff dick. She worked for several minutes, checking periodically with her fingertips to be sure that she was shaving me smooth. When she was confident that she'd removed all of the hair from my nuts, she went to work on my lower abdomen. Within a few more minutes, I was standing there with nothing left except what is sometimes referred to as the 'happy trail' leading down from my navel, widening to about an inch and a half as it neared the base of my penis. The hair stopped about a quarter inch above where my dick started and she used the razor and a comb to trim what was left into a very short cropping. It felt quite strange, but totally erotic at the same time. Tiffany rinsed me thoroughly and then took my right nut into her mouth. She teased it with her tongue for just a few seconds and then let it escape, saying, "Yep...That's lots nicer." She proceeded with her 'inspection', licking up the underside of my now hairless cock and then slipping it into her mouth. Pushing forward, she took in about three quarters of my manhood and then pulled back, letting me spring free of her lips. "Smooooth," she stated in an animated voice. "The girls back home should really like this," I teased her. This brought a sneering, "Hey! Just remember I have a razor and your balls nearby," from the teen. "Hold on there! I was just kidding. There aren't any girls back home," I sputtered, adding, "At least none that want anything to do with me right now." My rebuttal seemed to work because Tiffany put the razor down and stood up, tipping her head back into the spray of the shower. When she leaned forward again, she appeared more stoic than her normal, bubbly self and I wondered aloud, "What's wrong? I was just teasing you." She was silent for a moment and then she looked up at me as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't. "Hey, there aren't any girls back home that are nearly as hot as you anyway," I said trying to console her, but also out of total honesty. "Really?" she chirped with a bit of renewed spirit. "Hell no!" I said, and then continuing, I added, "I'd rather spend the next two weeks here with you than to spend it with all of them combined." "Ohhh Mike..." she breathed in relief as she leaned in, wrapping her arms around me. I responded by returning the hug and then I suggested we go and get some breakfast. As we toweled dry, there was little conversation but I told her, "Maybe we can get together again sometime." Her eyes brightened and she replied, "Really?" "Sure," I said, speculating, "We can stay in touch and maybe meet in Vegas for the weekend or something." By the time we exited the bathroom, Tiffany had regained much of her schoolgirl charm and bouncy zestfulness that made her simply adorable. Before we left the room, she ran her dainty hand over my groin area again and repeated, "Smoooth," with a giggle. Not bothering getting dressed, we went downstairs and straight to the kitchen. It was 10:15, indicated by the clock on the microwave, so we settled for another light breakfast of English muffins and juice. There didn't seem to be anyone else around, so we ate and chatted in the kitchen and then moved out to the deck. We walked to the railing and Tiffany leaned against it, looking out at the lake with the bright morning sun glimmering on its surface. I moved in, directly behind her and pressed myself into her backside, wrapping my arms around her. I wanted to make sure that she was reassured about my feelings for her, so I softly told her, "I really will miss you, you know." She sighed and then retorted, "Yeah...You're just going to miss all the hot sex." I chuckled and acknowledged that was true, "...but I'm going to miss all the other things about you too," I added. "Like what?" she inquired. I hadn't really given it much thought until then, but suddenly my mind was filled with things that I had begun to take for granted. "Well...Your adventurous spirit, for one thing," I began. "And I'll miss our conversations. I'll miss your sweet smile. I'll miss the way I feel when I'm with you," I listed, then concluded by saying, "I'll even miss that silly little giggle," with a laugh. She stood there silent for a minute or two and then turned to face me. There were tears trickling down her cheeks and I was concerned that I'd done more harm than good. "S-shit!" she sniffled. "I'm sorry," she told me as she wiped the tears away. "I don't usually get attached to people very easy," she began to explain, "but I'm afraid I let you get under my skin and I'm really not looking forward to tomorrow." Again, I consoled her by pulling her close and kissing the top of her forehead. "Well, we still have the rest of today together," I told her. Then I remembered Cheryl's request from last night. "By the way..." I started, "Your mom wants us to meet her at one o'clock this afternoon where I caught you guys sunbathing." The teen looked up at me and asked, "What for?" I cocked my head and gave her a 'what do you think' look and then I chuckled, saying, "I think she needs an injection." Tiffany grinned and said, "I think she likes you too," before laying her head on my chest and reaching for my prick. We stood there for the next few minutes while she slowly worked my cock to hardness and then lowered herself, slipping the head into her sweet mouth. I braced my hands on the deck railing and looked down to watch her as she blew me. She was just getting into a very nice rhythm when I heard the sliding glass door open and then close again. I twisted my neck to see who it was and found a rather disheveled looking Kelly coming toward us. "We've got company," I quietly told Tiffany, her lips gliding up and down my shaft while she fondled my newly bare scrotum. She rolled her eyes up to look at me and then, very slowly, sucked up the length of my boner and slurped off the end. She poked her head around my hips and offered, "Good morning," to Kelly before the woman flopped down in one of the lounge chairs. "Morning," she replied as Tiffany moved out from between me and the railing. I turned to face her, my hard-on bobbing in front of me and gleaming with the girl's saliva. "You guys don't have to stop on account of me," Kelly groggily stated. "Oh, that's okay," I told her, "We've got all day," I said, not only for her benefit, but as a reassurance to Tiffany as well. "How did your 'dare' turn out last night?" I queried, curious as to whether she was able to complete it. "Oh-My-God," she said in exaggerated fashion. "What dare?" Tiffany asked. I had forgotten that she had drifted off, so I explained that Kelly had been dared to let Mark fuck her up the butt. "No way!" Tiffany exclaimed in disbelief, and then implored, "Did you do it?" Kelly took a long drink from her coffee cup and then nodded her head in the affirmative. She went on to fill us in on what had transpired, "It took a good twenty minutes before he could get that monster worked into me." "And it was another ten minutes before I would let him do anything but just hold it there," she continued. She laughed and said, "And my poor baby, Paul... He kept wanting me to suck him, and I just couldn't." Then, "Finally, after half an hour...and lots of lube...Mark was able to start actually screwing me," she told us with a satisfied look on her face. Again she laughed, saying, "By the time I was able to do anything for Paul, he was so wound up that he gave me a mouthful after only a couple of minutes." Tiffany was on the edge of her seat as Kelly unfolded the details of the event, and by the time she finished her tale, the blonde was hanging on every word. Finally, Kelly took another long drink and concluded her story. "The wait was definitely worth it, though. Once we got going, even though it felt like I had a baseball bat shoved up my butt, it was one of the best fucks I've had in a long time,"she said. "Paul crawled under me and ate me to two more orgasms before Mark shot his wad in me," the woman told us and then leaned her head back against the chair, closing her eyes as if replaying the night before. "But, boy am I ever tender this morning!" she added with Tiffany echoing the sentiment, only to a lesser degree, from the way she had driven her own asshole down over my dick the previous evening. I looked down at my watch and it showed 11:45. I knew that it would take us some time to get to the mini-beach where I had stumbled upon Tiffany and Cheryl a week and a half ago, so I rose from my chair and told Tiffany that we needed to get going. Kelly inquired as to where we were off to, and I said, "Oh, just gonna hit some trails," hoping that she wouldn't want to join us. Normally I would have welcomed her company, but this time I wanted to be alone with Cheryl and Tiffany, and I was pretty sure that's what Cheryl wanted as well. To my relief she bid us goodbye, saying, "Have fun... I think I'll spend the day resting my butt." We chuckled and Tiffany said, "Okay... We'll see you later," as we headed for the cabin. Once inside, the glass door sliding closed, I said, "I hate to say it, but we'll need some clothes on if we are going to take the route that I used." Tiffany stopped and thought for a moment, then replied, "I don't think we'll need any if we go the way me and Mom went." "Great!" I responded and then said, "Let's grab a snack that we can take with us." We rummaged around in the now nearly empty cupboards and found some granola bars, each of us taking one. On our way out, we both retrieved a bottle of water from the fridge and then hit the trail. "How long did it take you guys to get there?" I asked, taking a bite of the granola bar. "I'm not really sure, but it wasn't any more than an hour," she answered. Swallowing, I affirmed, "That should put us there right on time." As we hiked along, I found the terrain much easier than when I'd ventured this way before. The day I had discovered the pair and we had our lakeside romp, we hadn't taken this path on our return trip either. Apparently, and luckily, I must've stumbled upon yet another trail that led us back to the cabin. The trail that Tiffany and I were on now was much clearer and very easy walking. There were even large open areas, much like the ones that I had only seen farther up in the hills. For most of the walk, we were side by side, holding hands and enjoying each others company. We came to a point where we were forced to realign ourselves, single file, to pass through some thick brush. I let Tiffany go first and then followed her through. As I exited and looked ahead, I decided I would lag back just a few steps to enjoy the view. Even though I had seen it quite a bit over the past two weeks, I just couldn't get enough of watching her tight little bottom swaying back and forth as she walked. Her toned young ass cheeks were round and full, and even though she was petite, her proportions were magnificent. Like I said in the beginning, I don't care for scrawny women, and Tiffany was far from scrawny. Her blonde hair hung down her back and, I'm sure I've said it before but, she was simply gorgeous. I was mesmerized by her beauty, my gaze fixed on her swinging buttocks. I was brought back to reality when she stopped and looked over her shoulder with a grin and asked, "Are looking at my butt?" I laughed, with a quick comeback, "Nope, just lookin' at the rest of you and your butt got in the way!" Tiffany giggled that sweet schoolgirl giggle, and then struck a few seductive poses for me before we moved on to our rendevous with Cheryl. Once we arrived at the spot, we found her sprawled on that same blanket we'd been on before, naked of course. She was laying on her stomach, showcasing her own firm, fine ass. When she heard us behind her, she rolled over and sat up saying, "Hi guys...glad you could make it." "Wouldn't miss it," I told her with a grin. "Well, we all had been drinking, and with everything else that was going on last night, I wasn't sure you'd remember," she explained. I confessed that I indeed had nearly forgotten, "...but not because of last night," I qualified. "Well, I can see that you might have been distracted... Nice haircut, by the way," she returned with a grin. For a moment I was confused by her comment. 'Nice haircut' I thought; 'What in hell is she talking about?' Then I realized that she was referring to the shave job that Tiffany had given me. I laughed out loud and said, "Oh...I get it!" asking, "Do you like it?" She admitted that she did, "I think it looks really good on you." "Yeah? I think it does..." I responded, adding, "And it feels great too!" My remark prompted her to reach into my groin and run her hand over the area, trailing her fingers down, around, and then off of my balls. "Nice and smooth," she stated, "Just the way we like 'em. Right Tiff?" "Uh-HUH," the girl answered before dropping to her knees on the blanket and engulfing my manhood. Cheryl snorted, "You could have at least kissed your mom before sticking that nasty thing in your mouth!" Tiffany nearly gagged as she laughed around my quickly hardening prick. She pulled off of me with a 'slurp' and turned on her knees to face Cheryl, throwing her arms around the woman. They locked into a french kiss, their tongues darting back and forth, in and out of each other's mouths. While they kissed, Cheryl reached around to knead the teen's fine butt with both her hands. As I watched them, my dick continued to stiffen, and I had to marvel at the depth of the relationship that these two beauties shared. They had a very strong maternal bond, but it was evident that they had also become the best of friends, the best of lovers. I considered myself lucky to have been a part of that relationship, even for such a short time. When they finally separated, Tiffany turned back to me and resumed what she had started, again taking my stiff meat into her mouth. I don't know if it was all the practice that she'd gotten over the last two weeks, the closeness that we shared, or what it was, but for some reason it seemed that her fellatio skills were now nearly perfect. I'm not saying that her earlier skills were bad by any means, but she was now more aware, more attentive, and more suave than she had been the first time she'd blown me that day in the lake. Her technique was more centered and deliberate now as she alternated licking and sucking the head of my cock. Then she would, ever so slowly, take more and more of me into her mouth and throat while teasing my testicles with her fingers. She still couldn't manage to swallow all of me, but she tried, taking about three-fourths of my eight inches. This went on for several minutes, with Cheryl watching and unhurriedly petting her own neatly trimmed snatch. I hated to stop what the girl was doing, but I also wanted to get Cheryl more involved. Putting my hand under her chin, I asked Tiffany, "Aren't you going to share?" She rolled her eyes up to look at me and slowly drew her lips back and off of my member. By the time she released my hard-on, Cheryl was there to suck me into her oral cavity. The technique she used was about the same as Tiffany's, but somehow it felt much different. I suppose a lot of it had to do with the fact that her mouth was physically bigger than the teen's, her lips fuller and more prominent. The pressures exerted on my penis varied in contrast to the ones I'd felt with Tiffany as she moved effortlessly up and down the shaft. Whatever the difference, it was inconsequential because both of the women gave excellent head. While Cheryl made sweet love to my cock, her daughter lay down and scooted beneath her, commencing to orally service the older female. The blonde, on her back, had pushed her head into the woman's crotch from behind, so that she was looking up between Cheryl and me. She gave her mom the same diligent service that she had been working on me, licking and sucking the milf's box. After another few minutes I felt the telltale signs in my groin letting me know that, unless I wanted an abrupt end to the activities, I needed a break. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 10 "You better stop for a while," I reluctantly told the buxom brunette. Just as Tiffany had done, she rolled her eyes upward, peering into mine, and pulled her lips off my boner. I dropped to my knees and kissed Cheryl passionately and then moved behind her, situating myself between the splayed thighs of Tiffany. I lowered my face to her vagina and parted the pink folds with my tongue, licking upward and over her love button. Starting slowly and then working up to a more aggressive pace, I teased and toyed with her until she was moaning and whining into her mom's pussy. When I felt the time was right, I worked two fingers into her wet tunnel, wedging them about halfway into her. She lifted her pelvis slightly, as if trying to get them deeper into her hot little quim, and let out a tender whimpering, "Uhhmmmm." She continued to become more and more vocal as I wormed my fingers in and out of her, all the while nibbling and sucking her growing clit. As her expressions of lust continued to increase, her body starting to twist and flinch, I knew that I could bring her to orgasm very easily. But instead I decided to prolong her pleasure for a while. I extracted my fingers and hunched my hips forward until I was poised to penetrate the youngster again, only this time it was with my prick. Pressing forward, I easily slipped past her labia and into her more than moist opening. She groaned with delight as I slowly pushed halfway into her, pausing to relish the feeling of her snug warmth. After a very brief period I pulled back, only about an inch or so, then pushed into her, burying myself to the hilt. "Ummpphh...god that feels good," she exclaimed, pulling away from Cheryl's now sopping muff. As I commenced stroking in and out of her hairless twat, Tiffany drove her tongue into her mom's gash once more, eating her out with zeal. Before long, though, Cheryl lifted her right leg and, pulling her body around, withdrew from above the teen's head. She came to rest on her hands and knees next to Tiffany's upper torso. Leaning over the girl, she began to lick and suck at the supple, yet firm, breasts of the nineteen-year-old. As I fucked her daughter, Cheryl teased the girl's nipples with increasing aggression, biting and twisting the reddening buds. It wasn't long before the blonde was humping back at me, nearing orgasm. Again, I decided to delay her gratification in an effort to make it that much sweeter when she attained it. Pulling back, I slowly removed my prodding tool from the confines of Tiffany's vaginal walls. "Ohhh," she whined, "Put it back innn." Ignoring her plea, I eased back and lowered my face into her crotch, teasing the area around, but not directly touching, her clitoris with my tongue. After giving her a minute or two to calm down, I continued my teasing but began intermittently nibbling the erect organ as well. A few minutes later her ass was bucking up and down and she nearly begged, "Uhmmm yes, yes...Make me cum...Mmm yes, c'mon." I couldn't withhold what she desperately wanted any longer and clamped my lips around her clit, driving two fingers deep into her hole. Sucking with all my might on her love button, combined with the force of my fingers plowing in and out of her was enough to push her over the edge. "OhYeah-OhYeah... Oh-Oh-Yes-Yes-Yes" she panted. And then, as the climax crashed down on her, she wailed, "Uh-Uh-UhhhhOh-godOhhh!" as her hips bucked up, her flat stomach contracting. Once the orgasm peaked, her abdomen spasmed, tightening and releasing over and over for several seconds before she came to rest with her backside again residing on the blanket. I released the strangle hold my lips had and disengaged my fingers from within her, gathering myself into a sitting position. I watched as Cheryl reclined and then lay down next to the panting Tiffany. Drawing close, she began kissing the breathless girl, their tongues once more searching each other out. My mind was filled with lust for both of these women as I watched them cuddling for the next minute or two, my cock still hard and throbbing in my lap. To tell the truth, I was ready to get busy again, but I couldn't bring myself to interrupt them. After a few minutes, though, it appeared that their cuddle time was ending, so I moved in, working my way between Cheryl's legs. Again, I lowered my belly to the blanket and pushed my face into the woman's crotch to begin munching her older, but still sweet box. I licked my lips and could still taste Tiffany's nectar on them as I neared my target, which was Cheryl's clitoris. Closing my lips around the nub, I teased it with the tip of my tongue while I simultaneously suckled the surrounding flesh. She let out a long sigh, moving a hand to my head and running her fingers through my hair. As she did, I heard Tiffany's voice saying, "I'm going to cool off in the lake for a minute," and then I sensed her rising from the blanket. As I continued licking her pussy, alternating back and forth between the full lips and distended clit, Cheryl propped herself on her elbows and said, "She really likes you a lot, you know." I paused and looked up, nodding my head. "Yeah... That's why I nearly forgot about meeting you," I told her. Then I briefly explained the conversations that Tiffany and I had engaged in earlier. "I told her that we might be able to hook up and see each other at times," I finished. "That would be great," the woman granted, and then inquisitively asked, "What about me... Am I included in that?" I chuckled and said, "I think that was the general idea." "Good," she said "Because to be honest, I've taken a liking to you too," she went on, confirming what her daughter had told me earlier in the day. Like a good poker player, Cheryl wouldn't tip her hand and divulge why she had 'taken a liking' to me, but I was satisfied that I'd made an impression. I hadn't come on this trip to find a soul-mate, girlfriend, or any other kind of a relationship, but you can't deny that it always feels good to know you've made a positive impact on someone else. About then I heard Tiffany splashing out of the water and looked over to see her coming toward us. "We can talk more about this later," Cheryl told me, and then with a smile, concluded, "Right now I want you to fill me up with your hot cum." That was my cue and I lowered my face back to her slippery vagina, dipping my tongue inside. By the time Tiffany flopped down next to us, I was happily tongue-fucking her mom for all I was worth. The girl leaned over, resting on her forearms and on her knees, her inviting ass jutting into the air, and engaged in yet another lip-lock with her mom. While they kissed, she brought her left hand up to roam over Cheryl's chest and abdomen, lingering over her large breasts. After teasing and tweaking her mom's stiffened nipples, Tiffany shifted and set on the swollen buds, one by one, with her lips. While she busied herself nuzzling the older woman's bosom, I centered my assailing lips on the woman's love button for a final assault before I raised to push my stiff dick into her waiting gash. By now, Cheryl was vocalizing her pleasure with soft purring groans, punctuated with light gasps and the occasional "Ohhh." As I pulled my face away from her crotch, I watched for a moment as she snaked her left hand between Tiffany's legs, bringing it up to slip a pair of fingers into her daughters pussy. The blonde reacted by ceasing her sucking, just long enough to let out a long, soft "Mhhhmmm," and then she returned to what she was doing. Cheryl started working her fingers slowly in and out of the girl and I positioned myself to make my entry. "Uhhhhhmmm...Yesss," Cheryl moaned as I steadily pushed into her, not stopping until I was entirely buried in her wet muff. I held my cock tightly in her depths for several seconds, and then started to pump in and out at an unagitated pace. Using long, even strokes, I slid easily back and forth in her vagina, wedging my hairless balls against the slope of her ass with each insertion. "Oh God, yes... Fuck me Mike, fuck me," she called out as, after several minutes, I began to pick up the pace. Once I started increasing my efforts, it wasn't long before I was hammering into her in heated fashion. Each time I bottomed out, her full breasts heaved upward, giving Tiffany a difficult time keeping her lips connected. To remedy this problem she simply lifted her head and slid her left hand down her mom's abdomen to search out her clitoris. Successfully finding the fleshy organ, Tiffany started teasing it bringing an exhortation of, "Oh God... Yes, Baby, yes... That feels sooo nice!" from the older female. It wasn't long, to my surprise, that Cheryl was humping back at me, on the verge of blast off. "Fuck me Mike, fuck me!" she urged. Then instructing Tiffany, she groaned, "Make Momma cum, Sweetie... Make me cum." The friction of her humping coupled with her dirty talk was bringing me to the edge as well and I could feel my juice preparing to erupt. Then, as the girl furiously rubbed her mom's clit, Cheryl's hips rose steadily from the blanket until she moaned, "Uhhhhh-Uhh-Uh." And, after a moment with her ass held high, her hips lurched, bucking up and down as she blissfully cried out, "Oh-Ohhhfucckkk... YesYesss... Uhhuhhh!" The motion of her lunging hips and the sound of her voice as she wailed through her orgasm was all I needed. I thrust forward, encasing my whole shaft in Cheryl's twat, and released my load deep inside her. "Uhhhnnnnn," I groaned as the cum escaped my cock and waves of climactic pleasure poured through me. Holding tightly inside her until my release peaked, I then began a series of short, hard jabs, as if trying to pump more of my sperm into her. "Uhhnn-Uhhnn-Uhnnn," I grunted with each sharp insertion, before coming to rest inside her and trailing into a soft, joyous laugh. "Damn!" I said, huffing and puffing. "That felt great," I added with another chuckle, tingles running up my spine. I remained coupled with Cheryl until my dick softened and began to slip out of her hole. By this time Tiffany had shifted to a sitting position next to her mom's shoulders. I slumped forward, twisting around Cheryl's raised knee and onto my back, coming to rest with my head on the blanket, between Tiffany's thighs. She spread her legs to make room for me and then reached out to run her dainty fingers over my chest as I lay there catching my breath. I turned my head to the right and started tenderly kissing her soft inner thigh. She breathed a contented sigh which, I think, pretty well summed up the way all three of us felt. We lay there for a few minutes and I continued to kiss and nose at the teen's leg. The more I did, the higher I got, and soon had my neck craned as far as I could, drawing ever closer to her crotch. Although I had just busted a nut, I found myself with a deep desire to roll over and eat her sweet pussy. And that was exactly what I did, thinking, 'Damn, I'm gonna miss this,' as I rolled onto my stomach and started trailing those soft kisses further up her tanned thigh and across her pubic mound. Her scent filled my nostrils as I gently slipped my tongue over her pretty, pink vaginal lips, making me want to devour her all the more. She leaned back into a reclining posture, planting her hands on the ground behind her, and let out another, louder sigh. Cheryl looked up and chuckled, saying, "You two are insatiable nymphos. I'm going for a swim." After Cheryl had gotten to her feet and was moving toward the lake, I asked Tiffany, "So are we insatiable nymphos?" Looking down at me, she giggled and said, "Nahhh!" We laughed together and then I alleged, "Well I'd hate to think we were falling into that class, so we better knock it off for now." "Oh, all right," she teasingly whined. "Besides, I want to be sure and have enough left for just me and you later tonight," I told her in a more serious tone. A broad smile came to her face and her eyes beamed at my comment. So, with that, we got up and followed her mom into the water, splashing and playing away the afternoon. Upon returning to the lodge, we found the rest of the group gathered on the deck in varying attire, most of them lacking it. They were busy grilling the last of the steaks for our final dinner together. Tom and Mark were the only ones wearing anything at all, both of them sporting only swim-wear. Of course the three of us only added to the skin parade when we made our appearance, wearing only our smiles. Tom and Dave were quick to pick up on, and razz me about, my 'haircut', as Cheryl had so eloquently put it earlier. "Did your girlfriend talk you into that?" Dave snickered. I shot him a 'shut the fuck up' look and proudly boasted, "Nope... She did it; And I love it." I think he was jealous that Tiffany was spending more time with me than him, or any of the other males. I could have gotten into an intense verbal 'pissing contest' with him but decided to just ignore his poorly chosen remark and timing. Still, to drive the point home, I pulled the girl closer to me and leaned over, french kissing her with gusto. I looked into her eyes and knew that I had made a mistake by saying what I did. Her eyes were glowing with affection and triumph since, by my statement, I had acknowledged her as my girlfriend. But the fact of the matter was that it would all be over tomorrow when we said our goodbyes, so I just left it alone. When the steaks were done, we ate and then cleaned up the supper mess as a team. Afterward, we grabbed some beers and started to reminisce about our time together for the past two weeks. As the conversation moved on, there was laughter and sadness combined, Kelly and Tiffany both letting the tears flow at times. Cheryl, on the other hand, was as solid as a rock, as were the guys, of course. At one point, Dave caught me on a beer run and apologized for what he had said earlier. "Listen, I didn't mean anything earlier," he began. "I gotta say I've envied you the last few days though," he continued. "What can I say? We just connected somehow," I told him, adding, "But I wouldn't go so far as to say she was my girlfriend." We talked about the situation briefly and then he laughingly asked, "But come tomorrow, are you going home with me and Tom, or with them?" I faked a pout, acting like a little kid who's found a stray dog, said, "But can't I keep 'em?" We laughed again and all seemed right with the world once more. By the time that we returned to the activity room, where everyone was gathered, the discussion had turned, focusing more on the sexual hijinks of the last ten or twelve days. The conversation went on for about twenty minutes or half an hour and it was evident that it was turning on the men. Their pricks were all in one stage of erection or another and you could just tell that they were itching for some action. I have to admit that I too was cranked up and ready, my woody pointing at the ceiling as I sat there with Tiffany snuggled close to my side. To my surprise, Cheryl excused herself saying that she wasn't feeling too well and was going to bed. After she had been gone for a few minutes, I asked Tiffany if she thought we ought to check on her mom. She said that she would, and that I should stay with the group. While she was gone, Kelly told the group about that first day that she and Tiffany had been together. It was the day that Dave and I had caught them as we were coming back from our little fishing expedition. She told us how she had wandered out onto the deck and saw the blonde sunbathing on the boat dock, and decided to put her plan of doing everyone in motion. Her story went on for several minutes and by the time that Tiffany had returned to my side, she was telling everyone how she had 'confronted' me that same night. While Kelly talked, Tiffany settled back into the couch and wriggled her naked body as close to mine as she could. Her feet were drawn up under her bum, and she was leaning with her right side against the back of the couch. She had her right arm draped along the top of the couch, behind my head, with hers lying on my shoulder. When she was situated, I asked, "Your mom Okay?" She replied, "Yeah, she's fine," and then turned her attention to Kelly. It was just then that the woman was telling the group of horny men how she swallowed my cum after her surprise blow-job. "That's no big deal... I've done that," Tiffany whispered seductively in my ear. Kelly went on to finish her tale with the rest of what transpired between us that night. Talking about our skinny dip, they way I'd eaten her pussy at the top of the ladder, and eventually how she had ridden me to our mutual orgasms. As her story unfolded, Tiffany seemed to edge closer and closer to me, if that was possible, and I could almost feel the envy building inside her. Really, though, I'm not sure if she was jealous or just turned on by what Kelly was saying. Nevertheless she was locked onto me as tightly as she could be. By the time the narrative had ended, Tiffany was playfully stroking my stiff cock and smooth balls, as if to signify to the room, 'Yes, but it's mine now'. The randy guys couldn't hold out any longer and they descended on Kelly in a fury. Tiffany and I watched as they began a gang-banging that she wouldn't soon forget. After about fifteen or twenty minutes, Paul turned to us saying, "You guys ought to get in on this." We declined and continued to watch while we toyed with one another for the next fifteen minutes or so, then I looked at her and asked, "Want to go upstairs?" She nodded in the affirmative and we quietly slipped away. As we were exiting, I looked back at the venturous Kelly, with Tom's dick stuffed in her ass from below, Dave hammering away on top, Paul and Mark standing at her shoulders as she switched back and forth, sucking their cocks. Before we made it out of the room, Paul moaned, "That's right Baby, swallow all my cum," indicating that he was emptying his balls in his wife's mouth. Tiffany ascended the stairs in front of me and I couldn't resist leaning forward to plant a big kiss on her swaying bottom. When she felt my lips contact her skin she stopped suddenly and my face smashed into her butt, bringing a giggle from her. I quickly silenced the giggle by slipping my tongue between her tight cheeks and licking up the crevice. She mewed and leaned forward placing her hands on the steps in front of her, allowing me to delve deeper into her crack. I wiggled the tip of my tongue past the lobes of her buttocks and could taste her sweet wetness as it contacted her vagina. I darted my tongue in and out a few times, without being able to access her very well, and then backed away and rose to a standing position behind her. I could hear muffled moans and cries of sexual bliss coming from the group in the activity room as I gently prodded at Tiffany with my rigid member. Within a moment or two I successfully guided the head into her waiting box and slid it about a third of the way home. "Uhhhmmm," I heard from her when I penetrated the opening, grasping her hips for stability. To say that it was an awkward stance would be an understatement, but I pressed on anyway and was soon as deep into her as my placement would allow. I slowly worked my tool in and out of her wetness in easy, patient strokes while we listened to the purely lustful fucking of the other group. It wasn't long before we heard Kelly squeal out in what could only have been climactic pleasure, for the first of what I was certain would be multiple times that night. As her wailing subsided I withdrew my cock from the warmth of Tiffany's cunt and lowered myself to the steps, turning to a sitting position this time. Tiffany knew my plan and began to lower her crotch to my face, but before my view was blocked, I caught a glimpse of Paul crossing into the kitchen. He was standing there watching, unbeknownst to Tiffany, as her hairless twat obscured my view. I don't know how long he watched, and I didn't really care. I went right to work, lapping at the girl's pussy, her tasty juices coating my tongue in no time. 14 Days on the Mountain Pt. 10 Tiffany was soon moaning and riding my face as I worked my tongue in her. "Ohhh, Mike... That feels soooo gooood," she said, almost whispering. "Mmmm... OhhYeaahhh," she continued quietly, and then a few minutes later, nearly panting, she said, "C'mon Baby... Let's go up to your...mmmmm...room...Ohhh...Uh-huhhh." Dropping away from her loins, I slipped from beneath her and turned around again. I patted her ass and said, "Okay, let's go." She straightened up and started up the stairs once more, my hands squeezing her hind-end all the way. At the top of the steps she turned to me and we embraced in a heated kiss that seemed to go on and on, our tongues chasing each other back and forth. While we kissed, I pinned her against the nearby wall and, reaching down, I pulled her thighs upward until she wrapped her legs around my waist. With a little effort I managed to work my cock into her pussy and started humping her. Her arms were tightly around my neck and she was whimpering into my mouth as we kissed and fucked in total abandon. Then after a few minutes, I moved away from the wall, Tiffany still attached, my hands supporting her firm ass, and we rutted our way toward my room. I pressed her against the wall again so that I could free a hand to open the door, then cupping her rear end again we moved inside. Once I kicked the door closed, Tiffany continued to bounce on my pole, grinding her clit on my pubic bone as she thrust into me. I could feel my load welling up in my balls and knew that if I didn't stop her very soon, I was going to lose control. Moving toward the bed, I dumped her off of me and dove between her legs, face first. I wanted this to last for a while and our pace had been building since we first hit the stairs, so I endeavored to slow down. I did this by licking and kissing the girl's inner thighs, right up to her pussy, but stopping just short of touching it. She groaned deeply each time I neared her box and then denied her the pleasure of oral stimulation, but I knew that it would build her to a much better climax. When her body language and whines of near contempt told me she was on the verge of frustration I moved up, stopping long enough to suck and nibble at her swollen clit for a moment before moving on to tease her teenage breasts. I used the same basic approach that I had on her lower body, circling around the nipples, but not touching them. Her body twisted and tossed beneath me until I gave in and began to nibble, and then gently bite, at the stiff buds of flesh. It wasn't long before she was literally begging me, "Oohhhh...harder...Mmmmyesss." I obliged the wicked little minx and sank my teeth into her over and over again, not nearly hard enough to break the flesh, but hard enough that she would have some nice bruises as reminders of our passion. Her lustful moans soon became wild cries of delight. "Ohh, God.... Harder-harder!" she urged, continuing, "Ahhhh... Bite me...yessss... Ohhh yess, bite me Lover." This went on for several minutes until she bellowed out, as I dragged her left nipple skyward in my teeth, "Uhhhnnn ... Ohh-God... Fuck me, Mike... Please fuck me!" Again I answered her beckoning and shifted to position my prick-head at her now sopping wet opening. I shoved forward and drove my entire cock into her eager tunnel, bringing a squeal of bliss from the girl. "Ohhhhh god ...fuck..me... fuck..me...fuck..me," she chanted as I pounded in and out of her warm and inviting cunt. At this point I was beyond providing a gentle, romantic screw and was slamming into her with all of my might. I knew that I wasn't going to last long at this pace, but I wanted her to get off with me. I would have sucked and bitten her tits to get her off even faster, but there was no way at this tempo, so I paused and raised to a kneeling position, my hard cock still buried in the teenager. Grabbing her ankles and lifting them high in the air while pushing them toward her, I barked, "Rub your clit, you nasty little girl!" Without a word she dug her hand into her snatch and began to ferociously diddle her love button as I returned to slamming my meat into her. It was only a couple of minutes before she let out the familiar, "Uh... Uh... Uh... Ohhhhhgwwdd!" signaling her climax. Her hips began to buck wildly before me as her vaginal walls clenched around my shaft, sending me over the edge. "Oh god, Babe... Here I-Cu-uhhhmm!" I grunted as I flooded her insides with my sticky semen. I held deep in her until the spasming in my dick subsided, and then I jabbed at her twitching hole a few more times. "Mmmmm... That was... fantastic," she wheezed as I collapsed on top of her with my softening dick still inside her. "Uh-huh... It... sure was," I panted in return. After a few moments of huffing and puffing together, I rolled off of the little beauty and lay on my back next to her. Tiffany rolled toward me, draping her left leg and arm across my body, snuggling close. I withdrew my right arm from below her and reached around her shoulders, pulling her even closer. We kissed and cuddled for several minutes in near silence, and then I asked, "Want to go take a shower?" "Together?" she wondered. I answered, "Well of course, Silly." "In that case... Yeah, I do," she said, so we wearily pulled ourselves from the bed and headed for the bathroom. After a nice, hot shower, spent soaping and cleaning one another in loving fashion, we exited the bathroom to silence. Previously, as we made our way to the bathroom, we had still heard the sounds of the mini-orgy taking place in the game room. A bit hungry and a little curious, I looked at Tiffany and said, "I could use a snack... Want one?" "Sure, why not?" she replied, and we started down the stairs. "Sounds like they must've finished," I commented, nearing the bottom of the steps. At that moment I could hear a repetitive, soft slapping sound that puzzled me. The puzzle was solved when we looked into the activity room to see Mark, standing astraddle of Kelly, and jacking himself off. Just then he grunted and gushed a load of cum onto the face and chest of the already cum-drenched female. Apparently they had decided to see how much cum they could dump on the woman, and from the looks of it, they had all blasted on her at least once, probably more. Kelly's hair was matted with the sticky goo and it was dripping from her face onto her tits and then running down her belly. As we stood there looking in, Paul beckoned, "C'mon on in and give her another load," with a jubilant air to his voice. "I don't think I have any left at the moment... Tiffany got it all," I declined. "Besides, it looks like she's had about all that she can stand," I added. "Oh, hell no..." he returned and then expounded, "You should have seen her at the Bukkake party we went to last summer." And bragging further he said, "There were about fifty guys cumming on her... Shit, by the time they were through, you couldn't even tell who she was!" I declined again saying, "We just came down for a snack before turning in," and then Tiffany and I turned toward the kitchen. We rustled through the barren cabinets and finally settled for a few, slightly stale, cookies that we washed down with a shared glass of iced tea. By the time we had finished, we were both yawning and opted for the warmth of my bed. As we exited the kitchen, we looked into the game room to see Dave standing where Mark had been, furiously stroking his meat in search of another wad to deposit on the woman. Kelly was still reclining, with one hand behind her to support her weight, the other smearing the previous ejaculations all over her body. In one sense it was pretty gross, yet in another it was totally hot. Tiffany pulled my hand and I followed her, figuring she wanted to get upstairs and have another go before we settled in for our night's sleep. Up the stairs we went, and back into my room. We piled into the bed and pulled the blanket over us and began kissing. "If you give me a little help, I think I could get it up again," I said. "Huh-Uh," she softly replied, to my surprise. "I'd rather just snuggle for a while," she told me, which was fine with me. The truth be told, I was just about fucked out for a while. I didn't think I would ever find myself in the position of having a naked woman in my bed and not wanting to screw her, but there I was. I turned on my side and wrapped my arms around the teen, pulling her close, and kissed her lovingly. After about ten or fifteen minutes I sensed something was on her mind. I hesitated to ask because I guessed it was the whole separation issue again, but queried, "What's wrong?" "I was just thinking about Mom..." she started. "I hate it that she is spending her last night here alone," the girl went on. I tossed the covers off and got out of bed, motioning for her to do the same. "But I want to spend the night with you," she protested. "That's fine," I stated and then said, "There's nothing saying we can't spend the night together with your mom." Her eyes lit up and she chirped, "Really? That would be great!" Hopping from my bed, she grabbed me by the hand and we quickly left my room, moved down the hall, and entered Cheryl's. When we entered, we were immediately greeted by Cheryl's voice asking, "What are you two up to?" Obviously she wasn't asleep and I suspected that she had been diddling herself, seeking orgasm induced sleep. Tiffany replied, "We've come to keep you company tonight," in her girlish voice. "I see," the older woman mused, continuing, "Well, I can't say that I wouldn't welcome a little company." With that, the girl and I piled into the queen-sized bed, and after some readjusting, the two women were drawn close to me, one on each side. "Have you gotten off tonight?" the blonde blatantly asked Cheryl. "No," came the simple reply. Without another word, Tiffany tossed the blankets back and crawled over me to wedge herself between her mom's legs. It was only a matter of moments before the teen was devouring Cheryl's pussy in an effort to give her the orgasm that she was lacking. After only a few seconds the girl lifted her head and accusingly asked, "Mawwum... Have you been playing with yourself?" Teasingly, Cheryl responded with a huff, "Wha..Who..Me?" and then laughed and admitted that she had, indeed, been attempting to get herself off. "Well don't worry, Mom. We'll take care of you," Tiffany assured the woman, volunteering my services as well. The blonde lowered her mouth to Cheryl's twat again and set about eating the woman out with the skill of a wily veteran. I leaned over and began nursing on the woman's breasts to aid in her pleasure. She must have been pretty well on her way when we interrupted her, for it was only a matter of minutes before she was moaning and tossing as she neared release. I teased her nipples with my lips, nibbling and biting them as well, but not nearly as hard as I had Tiffany's. Then I moved up to french kiss her, while I pulled and pinched the puffy buds in my fingers. As our kiss ended, she panted out, "Oh Honey... That's good...mmmm... That's right...eat Mommy good." Her comments fueled the blonde and she increased her efforts to bring Cheryl off. Within mere moments Cheryl moaned, "Oh yeah... Oh Baby... I'm..I'm..I...Uhh-Uhh-Ohhhh," as she reached her pinnacle and the orgasm enveloped her. Not relenting, Tiffany kept her head buried in her mom's snatch, and only briefly after the waves of pleasure had begun to subside, the woman lurched upward once more. "Mm-Mm-Mmmmmm...Uh-Uh-Uh!" she wailed, her pelvis bucking into the teen's face as another orgasm washed over her. Tiffany looked up and smiled an almost evil smile at me, pausing for only a few moments, then dipped back into Cheryl's crotch once more. I just watched, nearly dumbfounded, as the teenager ate her mom to yet another thrashing climax. Cheryl's body tensed and she cried out, "Oh..Oh... Oh-Oh-OhhhGaaaawwwd!" followed by four or five seconds of silence. Then as her head tossed back and forth, she squealed frantically in delightful torment, "UhhUhhMmm-UhUhUh... OhGod-Oh, God Stop... Please!" By the time Tiffany finally gave in, Cheryl was sweaty and gasping for air. I was astounded, almost beyond belief. I had heard of women having multiple orgasms, and had witnessed Tiffany having more than one in very close proximity, but never had I seen anything like this. The woman had climaxed three times in only a few minutes. It was a total turn on, and even though just a short time before I was sexually exhausted, I now found myself with yet another hard-on brought on by this magnificent pair. Tiffany noticed my condition and switched from between Cheryl's thighs to between mine. Taking my manhood in her sweet mouth she, one more time, began to give me an excellent blow-job. Her cute little face bobbed up and down my pole and it wasn't long before I was ready to blast off. "Mmmm...I'm...gonna cum," I warned her, but to my exhilaration, she only sucked harder. Moments later I burst forth, both verbally and physically, as I shot my load into the loving mouth of the teen. "Uhh-Uhh-Ohhh... Gawwwdddammn!" I cursed as the torrent of sperm squirted onto her masterful tongue. She continued to suck on my member after I had finished cumming and, for a moment, I was concerned that she was going to attempt to do to me what she'd done to Cheryl. I was already flinching uncontrollably and moaning guttural "Uh-Uh-Uh" noises as she sucked and licked my now super-sensitive tool. I simply knew that I couldn't take much more, and was about to force the girl to cease and desist, when she let me slip from her soft lips. She moved up beside me and snuggled close. I put my arm around her and then reached out with my other, offering the same treatment for Cheryl. She accepted and rolled onto her side and drew close to me. The girls, working together, pulled the blankets over us and we drifted happily into a peaceful sleep. CONCLUSION (day 14) The next morning I awoke into what was only a fantasy for most men; Still sleeping beside me were two incredibly beautiful, naked women. Hesitantly I untangled myself from their limbs and worked my way off of the bed. They each made soft mumbling sounds and shifted in the sheets as I covered them over again. I left the room in hopes that the bathroom was free, which it was. Needing to take my morning leak, I entered, did my business and then hit the shower. After drying myself I went to my room and threw on some shorts and a T-shirt. I glanced around and let out a deep sigh as I thought about the task of packing all my crap, that I'd left tossed about. As I set to work, I heard the shower come on again and run briefly, then shut off. I figured that it would be that way for most of the morning as everyone prepared for departure. I was sure that it would be a hectic morning, tearful for some and just harried for others. As I continued stuffing garments in my suitcase, I heard a knock at my door. "C'mon in," I shouted. The door opened and Kelly walked in, followed by Paul. "Morning, guys," I offered, both of them reciprocating in like fashion. "We just wanted to tell you how much we enjoyed your company," Kelly began. "Thanks...I feel likewise," I said. After a bit of small talk, Paul handed me a piece of paper and said, "That's our contact info; Our E-mail, phone number and stuff." Kelly jumped in, "We'd love for you to come to Chicago and stay with us for a few days sometime." "Sounds like a fun time," I grinned at her. "Well even if you don't want to come and visit, at least stay in touch from time to time," she responded. I assured them that I would and that I'd love to visit them, if I had the opportunity. After hugs and kisses from Kelly, they said, "Goodbye," and left me to finish my packing. I completed what I was doing and after one last look around the room, hauled my belongings down the stairs. I stowed my things and headed into the kitchen to see if there was any coffee left. I poured the last of the pot into a cup and decided to take in the surroundings one last time from the deck. When I got there, Mark was already there and greeted me with a broad smile. We chatted for a few minutes and then we said our 'goodbyes' too, as he still needed to pack for the trip home. I stood there on the deck for a few more minutes and was about to go back inside when Tiffany appeared next to me. "Morning, Sleepyhead," I greeted her. "Morning," she replied in a pitiful voice. "What's wrong?" I asked, already knowing what was on her mind. "You know damn well what's wrong!" she barked, choking back the tears. I set my cup on the railing and took her in my arms, hugging her tightly. She couldn't contain herself and the tears began to flow freely from her pretty blue eyes. Trying to console her again, I said, "Hey...We ARE going to stay in touch." I held her for a while longer and she eventually regained control, asking through her sobs, "You're not ...sniff...just saying that...sniff-sniff...are you?" Pushing her away from me by a step, I dug into my pocket and pulled out an envelope and handed it to her. Paul's 'contact info' idea had prompted me to do the same for Tiffany. "That's everything you need to get ahold of me," I told her. "My phone number, address, E-mail; It's all in there," I added. A big smile crept onto her lips and her eyes brightened when she realized that I did in fact want to stay in touch. "Like I said the other day, maybe we can hook up in Vegas. Or you can come to Denver... Or I might even make it to Santa Monica sometime," I comforted her. She nearly leapt back into my arms, planting a big kiss on my lips as I heard the Hummers crunching the gravel, nearing the cabin. "Let's go in and I'll get your phone number and stuff, then I'll help you carry down your luggage," I offered. After stopping to get her information, we headed up the staircase and entered the room where the three of us had spent the night. Cheryl was busily stuffing things in a big duffle bag and was still stark naked. Her big tits were swinging to and fro as she hurried about, making me want to grab her for a nice morning fuck. But I told myself there wasn't any time and asked, "What can I take downstairs?" "Here Mom, you can wear this..." Tiffany said, holding a garment out for the nude woman. "This one and this one are ready," Cheryl said, pointing to two large, wheeled suitcases. I latched onto the luggage and went out the door as she began to dress, cussing herself for running so late. THE END? (Well, not really. I found I missed Tiffany a lot more than I guessed I would and, six months later, moved to Santa Monica to live with her and Cheryl. It was an interesting arrangement, to say the least. Maybe I'll share some of those tales too!)