Jon and I were best champion all through our youth. Inseparable.
But prison term change. After university we made new lives in different cities. We both had long-term girl and busy schedules so did n't talk a lot or even email.
We 'd still see each other at holidays though, when we visited our phratry in the old household town.
When we got together it was like we were picking up from a conversation five minutes ago.
He called one day a few month ago to tell me he was getting married and ask if I 'd be his respectable man.
well sure. I 'd be pissed if he asked anyone else. He told me what he wanted to do for a hart do : Weekend in Vegas, Baby !
Great, that would be a blast. I wanted to live who to ask in, but Jon did n't have any names.
'' true statement is Pete, I do n't really possess admirer here. Most of my oeuvre confrere are hard-right redneck racist rube. ``
'' Well, TX. ``
'' I know. I 'm already looking to get out of here. Maybe out your way. ``
'' well, I 'd be gladiolus of that, if it ever happens. So what about some cat from back place ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't preserve in touch. There were some Friend in college. I 'll send you a list. ``
I mailed the guys on Jon 's lean but everyone was occupy or broke and could n't seduce a tripper to Nevada.
When I told Jon he was OK with it.
'' Just us two, then. Like the good old days. We 'll induce a nifty time. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the whole trip if we shared a room.
I booked The Wynn. A high gear room overlooking their ridiculously overpriced golf course.
I got there world-class and got us checked in. At the desk the guy upgraded us, which was nice.
I got squared away and called Jon to say him what way we were in.
His flight of stairs was delayed a couple of hour so I figured I could go down and bet some cards.
In the end I just hit a bar. I was people-watching and getting a trivial buzz on.
A couple of girls, Marti and Susan, were at the board next to me and we got to talking.
They were on a stag weekend as well. As with me and Jon, all their friends had flaked on them.
They 'd just come back from some Thomas Chippendale 's eccentric of situation and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't like big, ripped naked guy wire ? ``
Marti said `` Not always ... `` she winked and Susan blushed.
I thought I could see the dynamic. Marti was working on seducing the bride-to-be before she got espouse. Susan was peculiar but shy.
My phone rang. Jon was in the lobby. I told him where we were and ordered him a drunkenness. Got another for me and the two girls while I was at it.
He showed up and we hugged a greeting. Very pleased to see each former.
I 'd told the girls why we were there and how Jon and I were best friends since forever so it was no surprise we would n't just shake hands.
Marti still said it was nice to see guys not ashamed to register affection for each other.
'' Like us two .... '' she said, and gave Susan a big hug. Susan went along with it - quite stiffly, I thought. When Marti gave her a peck on the cheek Susan blushed again.
Jon arched his eyebrows at me and I shrugged and grinned. We seemed to be watching a lesbian seduction.
We chatted for a while, and finished the beverage. Jon wanted to get up to his way and clean up after his extended flight.
Marti said `` we might as well leave, too '' took Susan 's mitt in hers and dragged her out of her seat. `` Come on Susan ! '' she said, brightly.
Susan sheepishly rose. Letting herself be led to the elevator camber.
Jon and I followed.
'' I think Jose Julian Marti 's going to try it on with her, do n't you ? '' he whispered. `` leave her a picayune of that sapphic pleasuring ... ''
Maybe a little too loudly. Marti turned to him and winked. `` Pleasuring .... that 's what champion are for. ''
Wow. Susan was clearly embarrassed. `` Martiiiiii .... shhh. ``
'' Sorry sweetie, they 're cool though. Right hombre ? ``
'' Go for it. '' `` Totally '' we said, simultaneously.
The elevator came. I pressed for our trading floor. Jose Julian Marti was on the same one.
We got on. Just the four of us.
When the doors closed Jose Julian Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to make you feel unspoilt, small fille. ``
Her work force went up to Susan 's boldness, holding her there and she kissed her friend on the mouth. Hard and deep.
They broke off and Marti smiled. We two were excited to be seeing it unfolding.
'' Come on you two. What about a minuscule show of philia ? ``
I was just a little bombinate. Jon was too. We looked at each former for a indorsement, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'variety of look.
I leaned in ... our back talk met ... I was kissing my serious friend.
Just for a gag, but even so ... I was about to break off when Jon 's script went to the rachis of my neck and he held me there.
Then his other hired man was on my ass ... pulling me stringent against him. He rubbed himself against me for a second and then let go and we separated.
'' How was that ? '' he asked the girls.
'' Wild ! '' was Marti 's response.
Susan just said `` that was hot '' in a silence vox. Her hand found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her seduction.
The elevator arrived at our senior high school floor and we found that we were staying in rooms that were facing each other across the hall.
'' Well, if we do n't see you again, have a great weekend. '' I told them as we entered our room.

We got inside and I turned right on Jon ...
'' What the fuck was that ? ``
'' What ? ``
'' In the lift. ``
'' Just a kiss, like they 'd let us see them. It was only middling. ``
'' But it was n't just a quick, peck, buddy ! ``
'' So. You 're my expert acquaintance in the cosmos. What 's the injury. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do scarf out like that at college ? ``
'' nooky no. Never. ``
'' Nor me. ``
'' But. Well. I 've thought about it sometimes. ``
'' I bet everybody thinks about it. ``
We just smiled. It was cool off.
Jon started unpacking his event and then said he 'd have a quick turnaround in the exhibitioner and we could go out to eat.
I had n't really planned any upshot, we were just going to trifle it by ear.
As I sat listening to Jon showering, I started thinking about that kiss in the elevator. We 'd never done anything like that growing up.
The near we 'd ever come to intimacy was dating the same girl.
That lady friend had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been cognisant of her deal the whole time. When she found out we knew she got mad, for some intellect.
Jon tried to talk her into a three-way with us but she said that was unaccepted doings and dumped us both. Go figure a womanhood 's mind.
So we 'd never all been together at the same time but once I 'd have intercourse her one night and Jon had fucked her the watch day. We 'd always joked that since it was within 24 hours it counted as a three-way.
But now I was n't thinking about sharing a woman, I was thinking about that kiss.
I 'd care it, I think.
Thinking about feeling him holding me against him ... ..
Had I liked it ? It happened so fast. I did n't hate it. I had n't pushed him away ...
And remembering the thoughts I had about men. My oddity. And he 'd said he 'd had like thought process ....
I do n't sleep with ... booze, Lope Felix de Vega Carpio, hotel room, privacy, confidence .... it all combined in me, then ...
I stripped off my dress and tossed them on the death chair and walked into the bathroom.
He could n't learn me with the water running.
I hesitated for a endorsement ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a wrong movement I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the shower doorway and stepped inside. That was when he heard me. His spine was towards me and he did n't turn.
'' Hello sidekick .... do you want to get my backrest for me ? '' he passed me the hotel soap bar.
I said `` Sure.. '' like this was perfectly normal and started getting a Nice lather on my manpower before rubbing soap up and down his back.
The soap made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his skin under my hired hand and his taut muscles under that skin.
He bent over slightly and I moved my hands lower. Moving my soapy palms all over his tight ass. Feeling him clench his buttocks as I rubbed them.
He stood straight again and I moved closer to him, intending on soaping up his breast and abdomen. But as our consistence got closer I realized that I had an erection. It bumped against his bottom. I moved away. But he backed up against me. I pulled him tight, my pecker rubbing the top of his ass. Nestling in the crack of his bum.
My hands went round his body and I soaped his smooth pecs and abs.
My body was tight against his soapy back. Slippery, frictionless, rubbing .... my men explored his nipples ... bring down .... then I felt his manus on mine moving my attentions downwards ... I felt his pubic hair under my finger tips.
He moved my hand lower. Murmured ...
'' Do it ... you want to ... I want you to ... ''
I reached down and could feel his erect penis. I took it into my paw. The sweat and warm urine made it easy for me to stroke his hammer.
I began humping myself against his dead body in fourth dimension with my strokes on his strong corpse pecker. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each early under the spraying, soaking wet, the liquid ecstasy rinsing off our glistening organic structure. My knockout hammer was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my face the way Marti had held Susan 's he put his mouth back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My arms went around him this time. My hand went to the scruff of his neck opening. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His hand on my bare ass, my script on his ... our pegleg slightly apart so that our thigh could be between. Locked in a rigorous embracing under the strong shower.
It was acute and I did n't desire it to block off. But we had to get out of the shower eventually ....
Our mouths parted and we looked at each early ... ..
Now both my hands were on his bum ... My laborious penis measuring its length against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't recognise .... ''
He turned off the shower bath and I stepped out onto the bath mat. I grabbed a towel and handed it to Jon, then grabbed one for myself.
We watched each early drying off. We both had monster erections that were n't going away. I was very turned on by how I had been touching his body. By how his hands on my ass had felt. How the weight of his cock in my hired man had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't take minds but it was crystalise that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he mean 'me too'it was nice .... 'me too'... I want to carry on ... what ? Well, the former implied the latter and from the latter you could guess the former. All good.
I told him so there was no muddiness ...
'' I want to carry on. I want to go to bed with you. ``
He smiled at me. The room came with two towel robes ; long and diffused and plush. I pulled one on and Jon did the same. So we were enveloped in a sensuous comfort, both au naturel beneath.
The recent memory of our shower and the prevision of what was to come up hold on me at a heightened floor of foreplay.
My erection was heavy and fat and throbbing.
The head of my penis was rubbing against the toweling gown.
I felt like the simple touch of the cloth might make me cum by then, so I allowed my turncock to poke out where the gown came together.
Jon did n't bother to do his gown up. It hung open and I stared without disgrace at his fine, fit body and his hard cock.
He reached for the bang tie on my gown and loosen it so that I was similarly exposed to his view.
I wanted to flick him off but could n't let him touch me. If he touched me too soon I would cum, so instead I dropped to my knee in front of him and took his cock in my fist, opening my mouth ... about to ingest him into my back talk ....
And there was a knock at the door.
Oh for fucking sake. I kept his prick in my hand, an column inch from my unresolved mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you purchase order way service ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' Fuck '' then he called out `` Who is it ? ``
The reply came back ...
'' It 's Susan, from the bar ? .... from across the way ? ``
Jon looked down at me, on my articulatio genus holding his erect phallus. I know he wanted me to suck it.
'' Um ... what to do require ? ``
'' Can I come in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you think ? ``
I leaned forward and took his peter into my mouth. Looking up at him. Sucking his cock.
Jon called out `` Can you fare back later ? ``
'' No it 's now or never. ``
The sensation of having a man 's penis in my mouth for the first prison term was wonderful. Everything I 'd imagined. The firmness the texture. The brain activity, knowing the taboo nature of what I was doing ... all incredibly exciting .... but .... 'now or never ... .'
I was intrigued. I looked up from my knees. Jon was definitely liking having his putz in my backtalk.
His deal had gone to the backbone of my head and he was gently moving his articulatio coxae in time with my sucking.
His cock was going in and out of my lip, wet and slippery ... but I could see from his face that he was intrigued too.
I took my lips away from his glistening erection and stood.
Went to the room access and looked through the peephole.
Susan was there in a robe like the ones we were wearing.
She must ingest seen the light variety through the eye-hole and knew someone was looking out.
She quickly untied the rap of her gown and held it opened. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his robe and quickly tied mine.
I opened the door spacious and welcomed her inside our room. She walked in briskly.
Her gown flapped heart-to-heart, showing us the goodness.
Jon gave her a surprise and welcoming `` well, how-do-you-do ... ''.
As I began to close the door the one antonym burst open and Jose Julian Marti, also dressed in a robe charged through. She brushed past me and into our room.
'' Well excuse me ... ''
Marti composed herself ... `` Oh, I 'm dark. Sue and me had a short discrepancy and I wanted to clear up. ``
Susan stood in the middle of the room with her hands in the pouch of her undetermined gown making no try to cut across herself.
'' There you are truelove ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all improper, Jose Julian Marti. ``
'' I 'm sad if I came on too strong. I just want you to relish your last days of exemption and form sure you try affair you might not get the opportunity for in future. ``
Neither of us spoke, we just listened in on Jose Julian Marti and Susan 's conversation. It was loaded with potential ... ...
'' I 'm a bit more experienced than you think, Marti. You do n't know what I 've done OR what I want to do. ``
'' I guess not. I 've always wanted to be with you Suse. I thought this was my last best opportunity. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the wall. One deal went to Marti 's neck, holding her tightly, pinning her, while her former went down, parted Jose Julian Marti 's toweling robe and probed between her legs.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Marti, but I want to lead. I want nookie YOU, not the other way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. make me Suse. ``
Susan 's hand was covered from vista by the robe, but the rhythmic movements of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Marti 's bare cunt. When Marti caught her breath and turned her headland this way and that, it was sack up that Susan was finding the right places down there. Then Jose Julian Marti faced her protagonist ...
'' Kiss me, sweetie. buss me while you finger me. ``
Susan bowed her head and locked lips with Marti. crushed her lips against Marti 's. Kissing her with fervor and a hint of aggression.
The manus she had held round Marti 's cervix now ran into her friend 's hair and grasped a lot of it tightly. This was not the loving sapphic seduction I was used to guess, this was something a whole lot more like violation.
But Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my knockout stopcock now, while Susan finger-fucked her friend.
A immediate look over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
damn, they could cause done this in their own room. What a nice motion to put on a show for us.
Marti 's robe had fallen open by now. We could see Susan 's hand reaching between her acquaintance 's wooden leg.
Susan was sucking on Marti 's neck opening. Her palm was flat against Marti 's consistence and clearly her finger's breadth were curled up inside Marti 's cunt. Her bridge player moved fast and hard, making Marti moan and sting her lip.
Susan moved her script from Marti 's hairsbreadth to her shoulder and slipped the robe off her Friend. It crumpled in a mess. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own robe extracting her fingers from the wetness of Marti 's kitty just long enough to grant the arm to come down her arm and then quickly back inside Jose Julian Marti 's cunt and up, lifting her champion onto her tiptoes with the importunity of her motility jerking those curled fingers up inside her friend.
Susan 's derriere clenched with the effort she was putting into ramming her finger's breadth inside Marti.
She kept her motility going and turned towards Jon and me. We had been masturbating as we watched but now we both covered up.
'' Do n't be shy, boy. Get naked like us two. ``
We allowed our gown to sneak off.
Susan kept up her broken jam of Marti 's snatch. Marti 's stifle looked like they were about to give way.
'' Now you can stroke each other 's tool. ''
'' I do n't know about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to fool ? ``
'' What do you mean ? ``
'' I saw you already both had big old hard-on when I came in. It was n't from me and Marti. You cat were up to no good. I bet we interrupted it .... ''
Busted.
'' It was just ... '' I stammered
'' ooooh it was just ... '' Susan mockingly mimicked me, all the patch jamming her fingers deeper, mysterious, operose, faster into her girlfriend 's pussy.
'' Take it, Michael, stroke Jon 's putz. ``
piece of ass it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one better .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the king bed in the elbow room and crawled up between his opened legs.
Taking his cock into my eager fist I leaned down and took him back into my mouth, where it had been a while ago. Where it seemed to raw to be.
The excitement of watching Susan giving such a going over to her friend had caused a lot of precum to leak out of Jon 's tool. I sucked it and savored the taste before swallowing. Then began a steady footstep, bobbing my fountainhead up and down on his wondrous cock.
Stroking the hard, fat shaft as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the girlfriend were doing now, but I did n't care. The cock in my mouth was more exciting. I sucked my booster with zest. Felt his hand go back to my head as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a pair of faggy son. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to plagiarize up off Jon 's cock to answer but he held me there. Sucking him. He answered.
'' Try us. We 'll give you a fucking to earn you wish well you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit self-contradictory, given that he had his dick planted firmly in my backtalk and we were both very much enjoying it.
'' Ready when you are, faggy boy. ``
At that, I DID get up my lips off Jon 's voiceless wet stopcock, got up and grasped Susan 's articulatio radiocarpea. Pulling her finger's breadth out of Marti 's cunt. I took her glistening fingerbreadth to my mouth and sucked Marti 's juice off.
'' You taste nice, Marti. '' she stood there, leaning against the rampart with her legs afford and smiled slightly.
'' So I 've been told ''
'' I want to eat your sweet pussy. seed over and link up us on the bed. '' I took her bridge player in the one not wrapped round Susan 's wrist and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his pegleg apart and his turncock still hard and pointing north.
'' mounting up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's hips, took his put up penis in her bag and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's cock slide up into Susan 's bitch was so arousing, I wanted to do the same with Jose Julian Marti.
But I really had liked the odoriferous taste of her kitty-cat from Susan 's fingers and wanted more.
Marti laid down next to Jon and I climbed between her pegleg.
A few instant before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his cock, now I bent down and put my mouth on Marti 's wet twat and tasted her.
It was cherubic and salty and considerably than any pussy I 'd ever eaten.
She bent her human knee and lifted herself to my face.
Her manus was at the backrest of my head word, gently tousling my haircloth as I ate her and lap and sucked and played my knife over her glut clit.
wrapper my lips tight on her clitoris I began to wet-nurse her.
Her hand tightened in my hair as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I brought up a manus between her peg and gently inserted a finger inside her while continuing to condense on keeping sucking on her clit.
In and out went my finger. Susan 's somewhat to a greater extent barbarous violation on her friend 's twat had stretched it and liberally lubricated her.
I went in with another finger and then a thirdly.
Marti said `` OK, tiger, three 's my point of accumulation ''.
I did n't need to hurt her. Just bring her pleasure. If three fingers was her limit ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her clitoris kept the tight Navy SEAL that allowed me to run on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the surface of her sensitive clit with the approximative texture of my clapper.
I slowly moved two fingers in and out of her wet hole.
Susan, riding my friend next to us said `` Only three ... you 're such a wimp, Marti. And there was you, thinking you were the big seductress ! ``
'' Well you never gave any clew you were such a strumpet, Suzie my love '' Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the combination of Susan giving her a jumpy mauling followed by me sucking her hard clit and more gently penetrating her wet cunt was getting her to the point.
Marti had both manus on my principal now and she brought her thigh closer together. Holding my side against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my mouth.
I pulled my fingers out of her and replaced them with my tongue. Trying to pervade her pussy with it. But her hands brought me back up to her clit and she made it gain that was what she wanted. I sucked her again and quickly brought her to orgasm.
Her legs closed tightly on my head. trapping me against her as she came.
So a great deal supererogatory fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my oral cavity and swallowed. Struggling to breathe, trapped as I was, between her shine sexy legs.
Her orgasm slowly subsided and she loosened her grip on my haircloth and her legs parted, allowing me lift my face away from her gorgeous kitty and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my putz into her cunt right then. All I had to do was mix forward a foot and inclination down. Her wet yawn hollow would accept my hard cock without anyone needing to run it. It was right there in front line of me.
'' I want to fuck you .... ''
'' cave in me a minute of arc, doll, you just wore me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my hound, between Marti 's legs, looking up the duration of her naked organic structure. Heaving breasts, a trickle of sweat between them.She was totally sexy. My hammer throbbed, telling me how desperately it wanted to be buried in Marti 's cunt.
But 'no'substance 'no', and 'not yet'mean value .... well it might stand for anything except 'yes'.
My prick throbbed. Throbbed, I tell ya.
Susan turned to me from her position rocking back and Forth River on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to face her and she brought her lips to mine. We kissed hot and backbreaking, but really I realized that Susan wanted to taste Marti 's cum that was smeared over my face.
I fondled her tit while she sucked my human face and she rocked faster on Jon. My putz was closelipped to his case and I felt him spellbind my erection and draw me within kitchen stove of his oral cavity.
Jon took my cock into his back talk while I kissed the womanhood he was fucking.
It was a wild scene and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't want to.
With these girl here being so raunchy I was more concerned in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll cook me cum if you do n't hold back. ''
He did n't stop. He snaked a mitt up between my wooden leg, put the flat of his hand on my ass and pulled me deeper into his back talk.
suction hard.
But I really wanted pussy. Jose Julian Marti was n't ready ....
I pulled out of Jon 's mouth and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's turncock. I knelt lower. Got close. Jon spread his legs slightly and lifted his hips.
I was able to lick Jon 's balls while his cock drove in and in and into Susan 's cunt.
She felt me behind her.
'' You want some of this pussycat, Michael ? ``
'' I do n't need to stop Jon while he 's having such a decent prison term .... ''
'' Why not join him ? ``
She bent forward, laying flat against Jon. Her ass came up and I had a discharge view of Jon 's cock in her pussy.
'' Come on ... there 's way ... ''
'' You sure ? ``
'' Well ... no I never tried it, but I want to. I want to right now. Double vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
Fuck me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'telephone call it. They, as in former people. Not me. Not Jon. Now 'we'were going to be in the 'they'chemical group !
I got up on my knees, holding my cock in my fist. If she wanted to get married with a cunt that had recently been filled by two shaft at once then I should help her accomplish her ambition. It was only civilized. And the lot of my friend putz in her twat already was a huge turn-on.
They stopped their movement for a moment and I was able to lieu the forefront of my arduous member where I could press into her, stretching her kitty-cat to lead my putz as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the principal of my cock ... felt Susan 's cunt stretching to accommodate a second fucker entering her.
Pressed operose and felt the go resistance ebb away.
Then I felt my hammer plunge straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against length with Jon 's dick. We began slowly pumping Susan 's unforced body.
When we went in and out together it did n't work very well so we set up a counterpunch regular recurrence.
As Jon 's cock went up Susan, mine was withdrawing and then when I was shoving my meat back in, Jon 's was sliding out.
Susan was loving it. Shouting every dirty parole she knew and encouraging us. She was on the edge of cumming.
The motions had the additional hullabaloo for me and Jon of rubbing our shaft against each other.
Like frottage, but inside a tender wet uncoerced slit.
I was able to look over Susan 's berm into the oculus of my friend as we fucked this young lady. Watching him enjoying the kitty-cat and enjoying feeling my hard cock slipping up and down against the distance of his.
Then Marti got in on the action by getting behind me and caressing my musket ball while Jon and I fucked her friend.
The booster she had hoped to make into a lilliputian submissive lesbian had turned out to be far more : first dominating Marti and now taking two cock at once into the snatch that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly wondered if her fiance was having as wild of a give away party as his bride-to-be. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a pretty wild meter ... and it was still our first Nox.
But I brought my intellection back to where I was.
Pump pump pump.
dick against cock.
gaucherie slide pillow slip.
inside a slutty cunt.
Squelch schlurp.
So much. So very much action ... too much to last long .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to shoot inside Susan and it turned out she wanted it that way.
As my sexual climax began, Jon tensed below us both and cried out. He was cumming too.
Marti 's finger's breadth slipped between my ass cheeks and she tickled my asshole, as if I needed any Sir Thomas More stimulation.
It drove me gaga and I rammed hard into her admirer 's pussy.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum shot out and filled her up.
Both grinding deep in Susan 's cunt until it began trickling out of her.
Susan was cumming the entire time we shot our heaps into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two tons of cum slaver out of her and down the length of Jon 's pecker, onto his balls.
Marti put a hand on the back of my head and directed me down onto it. Then her face came along side.
We licked up the cum and Susan 's succus.
Licking from Jon 's balls, up the length of his shaft, still in Susan, and then around Susan 's stretched-out pussy.
Then Marti pulled me up to face her and we began French kissing. We merged our cummy clapper.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our friends. Jon 's cum, mixed with my cum, mixed with Susan's.
Susan climbed up off Jon 's softening turncock and lay next to him. There was way on the bed for four to lie there.
I thought about boy-girl-boy-girl, but then what I really wanted now was to let Jon try out the last of our cum.
I lay down next to him and Marti lay on the far side of Susan.
The two fille rolled onto their slope, facing each other. Giggling and smoothing each other 's hairsbreadth, the way girls do.
I lay on my chest, leaned across to Jon lying supine beside me, and put my mouth on his.
His lips opened, accepting the poke of my tongue, and he was able to smack the outturn of all our elbow grease.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay next to him.
Our script found each other 's cocks, dampness and gluey and soft.
He chuckled `` I thought it was exciting just having a quick blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, buddy. I still want to suck your prick until you cum in my mouth. ``
'' Now worries. We only just got here. I want to do you too. ``
Susan chirped up. `` You guys buy us dinner party and we 'll go a second cycle. I know Marti wants my pussy, do n't you sweetie ? ``
Now Jose Julian Marti seemed as shy and reserved as Susan had in the bar downstairs. Their roles had switched, but they seemed to have found the ones that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't have office. We were into getting each other off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the next two days.
Sometimes in the company of Susan and Marti, sometimes alone. Marti did n't get doubled up the way Susan had, but she did get fucked by all three of us in succession, at one degree.
It was the best stag weekend ever. All four of us agreed on that.
Now that our friends are married, Marti and I have a kind of matter. We meet every so often for a lost weekend.
She 's is Henry Sweet and sexy and her pussy is still the right I ever tasted .