Jon and I were best friends all through our juvenility. Inseparable.
But times change. After university we made new lives in different cities. We both had semipermanent girlfriends and occupy schedule so did n't talk much or even email.
We 'd still see each other at holidays though, when we visited our folks in the old home town.
When we got together it was like we were picking up from a conversation five mo ago.
He called one day a few months ago to order me he was getting married and ask if I 'd be his best man.
Well sure. I 'd be pissed if he asked anyone else. He told me what he wanted to do for a stag do : Weekend in Lope de Vega, baby !
Great, that would be a flack. I wanted to acknowledge who to call for, but Jon did n't make any names.
'' Truth is Pete, I do n't really accept friends here. virtually of my oeuvre fellow worker are hard-right redneck racist yahoos. ``
'' Well, Lone-Star State. ``
'' I know. I 'm already looking to get out of here. Maybe out your way. ``
'' Well, I 'd be glad of that, if it ever happens. So what about some guys from back home ? ``
'' Naaah I did n't observe in touch. There were some Friend in college. I 'll commit you a list. ``
I mailed the hombre on Jon 's lean but everyone was fussy or broke and could n't make a misstep to Nevada.
When I told Jon he was OK with it.
'' Just us two, then. Like the good old sidereal day. We 'll sustain a great clip. ``
I figured since it was just us two now, I could pay for the whole misstep if we shared a room.
I booked The Wynn. A high room overlooking their ridiculously overpriced golf form.
I got there first and got us checked in. At the desk the guy upgraded us, which was nice.
I got squared away and called Jon to recount him what room we were in.
His flying was delayed a dyad of hours 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 little bombination on.
A duet of girls, Marti and Susan, were at the table next to me and we got to talking.
They were on a snitch weekend as well. As with me and Jon, all their acquaintance had flaked on them.
They 'd just come back from some Thomas Chippendale 's character of property and they were n't into it.
'' You do n't wish big, ripped defenseless guys ? ``
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 conjoin. Susan was curious but shy.
My phone rang. Jon was in the lobby. I told him where we were and ordered him a drink. Got another for me and the two female child while I was at it.
He showed up and we hugged a salutation. Very pleased to see each other.
I 'd told the lady friend 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 show 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 pile on the brass Susan blushed again.
Jon arched his eyebrow at me and I shrugged and grinned. We seemed to be watching a lesbian seduction.
We chatted for a while, and finished the drinking. Jon wanted to get up to his elbow room and strip up after his offer flight.
Jose Julian Marti said `` we might as well leave, too '' took Susan 's hand in hers and dragged her out of her seat. `` Come on Susan ! '' she said, brightly.
Susan sheepishly rose. Letting herself be led to the lift savings bank.
Jon and I followed.
'' I think Jose Julian Marti 's going to try it on with her, do n't you ? '' he whispered. `` Give her a little of that lesbian pleasuring ... ''
Maybe a little too loudly. Marti turned to him and winked. `` Pleasuring .... that 's what Friend are for. ''
Wow. Susan was clearly embarrassed. `` Martiiiiii .... shhh. ``
'' Sorry sweetie, they 're cool down though. right wing guys ? ``
'' Go for it. '' `` Totally '' we said, simultaneously.
The elevator came. I pressed for our floor. Marti was on the Sami one.
We got on. Just the four of us.
When the threshold closed Jose Julian Marti grabbed Susan and stage-whispered `` I 'm going to take a leak you feel proficient, little girl. ``
Her hands went up to Susan 's cheeks, holding her there and she kissed her supporter on the mouth. Hard and deeply.
They broke off and Marti smiled. We two were excited to be seeing it unfolding.
'' Come on you two. What about a little show of philia ? ``
I was just a little buzzed. Jon was too. We looked at each other for a moment, Jon gave me a 'why not ?'variety of look.
I leaned in ... our backtalk met ... I was kissing my best friend.
Just for a gag, but even so ... I was about to break off when Jon 's helping hand went to the back of my neck opening and he held me there.
Then his other paw was on my ass ... pulling me tight against him. He rubbed himself against me for a second and then let go and we separated.
'' How was that ? '' he asked the girls.
'' waste ! '' was Marti 's response.
Susan just said `` that was hot '' in a quiet spokesperson. Her script found Marti 's.
I thought we 'd helped Marti in her conquest.
The elevator arrived at our high base 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 elevator. ``
'' Just a candy kiss, like they 'd let us see them. It was only just. ``
'' But it was n't just a ready, quite a little, brother ! ``
'' So. You 're my best admirer in the world. What 's the harm. ``
'' None I guess ... did you do stuff like that at college ? ``
'' piece of ass no. Never. ``
'' Nor me. ``
'' But. Well. I 've thought about it sometimes. ``
'' I bet everybody thinks about it. ``
We just smiled. It was cool.
Jon started unpacking his grammatical case and then said he 'd have a quick turnaround in the shower and we could go out to eat.
I had n't really planned any issue, we were just going to take on it by ear.
As I sat listening to Jon showering, I started thinking about that candy kiss in the elevator. We 'd never done anything like that growing up.
The closest we 'd ever do to intimacy was dating the same girlfriend.
That missy had thought she was playing us, but really we 'd been aware of her raft the whole time. When she found out we knew she got mad, for some reason.
Jon tried to talk her into a three-way with us but she said that was unaccepted behavior and dumped us both. Go bod a woman 's mind.
So we 'd never all been together at the same time but once I 'd eff her one night and Jon had fucked her the pursuit day. We 'd always joked that since it was within 24 60 minutes 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 liked 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 interchangeable thoughts ....
I do n't love ... booze, Vegas, hotel room, privacy, trust .... it all combined in me, then ...
I stripped off my dress and tossed them on the death chair and walked into the lav.
He could n't learn me with the water running.
I hesitated for a second base ... what was I thinking ? ... but even if this was a wrong motion I knew Jon would be OK ...
I opened the shower room access and stepped inside. That was when he heard me. His back was towards me and he did n't turn.
'' hi buddy .... do you want to get my back for me ? '' he passed me the hotel soap bar.
I said `` Sure.. '' like this was perfectly rule and started getting a prissy lather on my hands before rubbing soap up and down his book binding.
The max made everything smooth and slippery and I enjoyed feeling his pelt under my work force 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 chest and belly. But as our organic structure got closer I realized that I had an erecting. It bumped against his bottom. I moved away. But he backed up against me. I pulled him tight, my cock rubbing the top of his ass. Nestling in the cleft 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 hands explored his nipples ... dispirited .... then I felt his paw on mine moving my attentions downwards ... I felt his pubic hair under my finger tips.
He moved my manus lower. Murmured ...
'' Do it ... you want to ... I want you to ... ''
I reached down and could feel his raise penis. I took it into my hand. The lather and warm piddle made it easy for me to stroke his cock.
I began humping myself against his body in time with my strokes on his hard stiff cock. It felt great.
Then Jon turned around.
We stood facing each early under the spraying, soaking wet, the liquid ecstasy rinsing off our glistening eubstance. My punishing cock was rubbing against his.
He looked at me and holding my font the way Marti had held Susan 's he put his mouth back on mine as he had in the elevator.
My branch went around him this fourth dimension. My hand went to the nape of his neck. We embraced and kissed deeply.
His hand on my bare ass, my hand on his ... our leg slightly apart so that our thighs could be between. Locked in a tight embrace under the strong shower.
It was intense and I did n't require it to give up. But we had to get out of the shower eventually ....
Our sass parted and we looked at each former ... ..
Now both my hands were on his bum ... My backbreaking penis measuring its length against his ....
'' Now what ? ``
'' I do n't know .... ''
He turned off the rain shower 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 other drying off. We both had monster erection that were n't going away. I was very turned on by how I had been touching his body. By how his bridge player on my ass had felt. How the weightiness of his cock in my helping hand had felt .... I wanted more.
Jon could n't read judgement but it was top that he knew what I was thinking.
'' Me too. '' he said.
Did he mean 'me too'it was gracious .... 'me too'... I want to hold on ... what ? Well, the erstwhile implied the latter and from the latter you could infer the other. All good.
I told him so there was no confusion ...
'' I want to carry on. I want to go to bed with you. ``
He smiled at me. The elbow room came with two towel robes ; long and soft and plush. I pulled one on and Jon did the Sami. So we were enveloped in a sensuous comfort, both bare beneath.
The late retentivity of our shower bath and the anticipation of what was to come kept me at a heightened layer of arousal.
My erection was hard and fat and throbbing.
The head of my member was rubbing against the toweling gown.
I felt like the mere touch of the cloth might clear me cum by then, so I allowed my pecker to pound out where the robe came together.
Jon did n't bother to do his robe up. It hung unfold and I stared without ignominy at his fine, fit body and his backbreaking peter.
He reached for the whack tie on my gown and untie it so that I was similarly exposed to his view.
I wanted to hitch him off but could n't let him touch on me. If he touched me too soon I would cum, so instead I dropped to my knees in front of him and took his pecker in my fist, opening my mouth ... about to make him into my mouth ....
And there was a knock at the door.
Oh for shtup sake. I kept his cock in my script, an column inch from my clear mouth.
Jon asked `` Did you ordering room service ? ``
'' No. And I know you did n't ''
'' Fuck '' then he called out `` Who is it ? ``
The answer came back ...
'' It 's Susan, from the bar ? .... from across the way ? ``
Jon looked down at me, on my knees holding his erect phallus. I know he wanted me to absorb it.
'' Um ... what to do require ? ``
'' Can I come in ? Please ? ``
He whispered to me ... `` what do you imagine ? ``
I leaned forward and took his turncock into my mouthpiece. Looking up at him. Sucking his cock.
Jon called out `` Can you come back later ? ``
'' No it 's now or never. ``
The sensation of having a man 's penis in my mouth for the start time was marvelous. Everything I 'd imagined. The firmness of purpose the texture. The brainiac natural process, knowing the taboo nature of what I was doing ... all incredibly exciting .... but .... 'now or never ... .'
I was intrigued. I looked up from my knee joint. Jon was definitely liking having his cock in my mouth.
His handwriting had gone to the cover of my head and he was gently moving his hips in meter with my sucking.
His peter was going in and out of my sassing, wet and slippery ... but I could see from his face that he was intrigued too.
I took my mouth away from his glistening erection and stood.
Went to the door and looked through the peephole.
Susan was there in a robe like the 1 we were wearing.
She must bear seen the unaccented change through the eye-hole and knew someone was looking out.
She quickly untied the belt of her gown and held it open up. She was naked.
'' One sec .... ''
I motioned for Jon to do up his gown and quickly tied mine.
I opened the door widely and welcomed her inside our room. She walked in briskly.
Her robe flapped give, showing us the goods.
Jon gave her a surprised and welcoming `` well, hello ... ''.
As I began to close the door the one opposite burst unresolved 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 pitiful. Sue and me had a little divergence and I wanted to make up. ``
Susan stood in the middle of the room with her hands in the sac of her open gown making no effort to cross herself.
'' There you are sweetie ''
'' Yes, here I am. You 've got me all wrong, Marti. ``
'' I 'm drab if I came on too strong. I just want you to enjoy your utmost days of freedom and seduce certainly you try affair you might not get the opportunity for in future. ``
Neither of us spoke, we just listened in on Marti and Susan 's conversation. It was loaded with potential difference ... ...
'' I 'm a bit more experienced than you think, Marti. You do n't cognise 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 outdo prospect. ``
'' You do n't get it do you ... ''
Susan moved towards Marti, marched her backwards and pressed her against the wall. One hand went to Marti 's neck, holding her tightly, pinning her, while her other went down, parted Jose Julian Marti 's toweling gown and probed between her peg.
Susan whispered hoarsely into Marti 's ear.
'' I want you too, Marti, but I want to lead. I want piece of tail YOU, not the other way around. ``
'' Oh god yes. Oh yes. Do me. ingest me Suse. ``
Susan 's bridge player was covered from view by the robe, but the rhythmic movements of her arm made it obvious that she was rubbing Marti 's bare puss. When Marti caught her breathing time and turned her head this way and that, it was all the way that Susan was finding the right field places down there. Then Jose Julian Marti faced her Friend ...
'' kiss me, sweetie. Kiss 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 hand she had held round Marti 's cervix now ran into her friend 's fuzz and grasped a bunch of it tightly. This was not the loving Lesbian seduction I was used to envisage, this was something a wholly lot more like intrusion.
But Jose Julian Marti was loving it.
I was stroking my hard turncock now, while Susan finger-fucked her champion.
A speedy look over to Jon told me he was doing the same.
darn, they could make done this in their own way. What a nice gesture to put on a show for us.
Marti 's robe had fallen clear by now. We could see Susan 's hired man reaching between her champion 's legs.
Susan was sucking on Marti 's neck. Her palm was monotonic against Jose Julian Marti 's body and clearly her fingers were curled up inside Marti 's cunt. Her hand moved fast and hard, making Marti moan and bite her lip.
Susan moved her script from Marti 's hair to her shoulder and slipped the robe off her friend. It crumpled in a heap. Then Susan shrugged herself out of her own robe extracting her fingers from the wetness of Marti 's kitty-cat just long enough to provide the sleeve to come down her arm and then quickly back inside Marti 's cunt and up, lifting her Friend onto her tiptoes with the urgency of her crusade jerking those curled fingers up inside her friend.
Susan 's fanny clenched with the sweat she was putting into ramming her fingers inside Marti.
She kept her movements 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, male child. Get naked like us two. ``
We allowed our robe to slip off.
Susan kept up her furrowed jamming of Marti 's cunt. Marti 's knees looked like they were about to apply way.
'' Now you can stroke each other 's dicks. ''
'' I do n't be intimate about that ... '' I said, weakly.
'' Oh who are you trying to gull ? ``
'' 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 guys were up to no upright. I bet we interrupted it .... ''
Busted.
'' It was just ... '' I stammered
'' ooooh it was just ... '' Susan mockingly mimicked me, all the while jamming her digit deeper, deeper, harder, faster into her girl 's pussy.
'' look at it, Michael, stroke Jon 's cock. ``
Fuck it, I thought ....
'' I 'll go one break .... ''
I pushed Jon backwards onto one of the the king bed in the room and crawled up between his opened legs.
Taking his dick into my eager clenched fist I leaned down and took him back into my sassing, where it had been a while ago. Where it seemed to natural to be.
The inflammation of watching Susan giving such a going over to her admirer had caused a lot of precum to leak out of Jon 's prick. I sucked it and savored the predilection before swallowing. Then began a steady tread, bobbing my fountainhead up and down on his wondrous pecker.
Stroking the hard, fat shaft as I sucked him.
I could n't see what the miss were doing now, but I did n't deal. The tool in my mouth was more exciting. I sucked my Quaker with relish. Felt his hand go back to my headland as he encouraged me.
'' I knew it, you 're a duo of faggy boys. '' Susan mocked.
I was about to lift up off Jon 's putz to answer but he held me there. Sucking him. He answered.
'' Try us. We 'll return you a fucking to make you wish you were n't getting married. ''
Which seemed a bit self-contradictory, given that he had his tool planted firmly in my lip and we were both very much enjoying it.
'' Ready when you are, faggy boys. ``
At that, I DID face-lift my lip off Jon 's hard wet prick, got up and grasped Susan 's wrist. Pulling her fingers out of Marti 's cunt. I took her glistening fingers to my mouth and sucked Marti 's juices off.
'' You taste nice, Marti. '' she stood there, leaning against the paries with her legs open and smiled slightly.
'' So I 've been told ''
'' I want to eat your fresh cunt. seminal fluid over and join us on the bed. '' I took her handwriting in the one not wrapped round Susan 's radiocarpal joint and led them both to the bed where Jon lay, his legs apart and his stopcock still surd and pointing north.
'' mount up on this, Susan. '' he told her.
Marti and me stood and watched as Susan straddled Jon 's hips, took his erect member in her bag and lowered herself onto him. Watching Jon 's rooster slide up into Susan 's cunt was so sex, I wanted to do the Sami with Jose Julian Marti.
But I really had liked the sweet taste of her twat from Susan 's digit and wanted more.
Marti laid down succeeding to Jon and I climbed between her leg.
A few mo before I had been between Jon 's and enjoying his cock, now I bent down and put my oral cavity on Marti 's wet slit and tasted her.
It was Henry Sweet and salty and upright than any pussy I 'd ever eaten.
She bent her genu and lifted herself to my face.
Her hand was at the rear of my psyche, gently tousling my hair as I ate her and thrash and sucked and played my tongue over her pig out button.
Wrapping my lips tight on her clitoris I began to suck her.
Her deal tightened in my hair as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I brought up a hand between her wooden leg and gently inserted a digit inside her while continuing to rivet on keeping suction on her clit.
In and out went my finger. Susan 's somewhat more brutal assault on her friend 's pussycat had stretched it and liberally lubricated her.
I went in with another finger and then a third.
Marti said `` OK, tiger, three 's my boundary ''.
I did n't want to hurt her. Just bring her delight. If three fingers was her demarcation line ... I went back to just two.
My lips around her clit kept the tight Navy SEAL that allowed me to have a bun in the oven on sucking her while simultaneously grazing the surface of her sensitive clitoris with the rough in texture of my tongue.
I slowly moved two finger's breadth in and out of her wet hole.
Susan, riding my friend next to us said `` Only three ... you 're such a crybaby, Marti. And there was you, thinking you were the big seductress ! ``
'' fountainhead you never gave any clue you were such a trollop, Suzie my passion '' Marti answered breathlessly.
Breathlessly because the combination of Susan giving her a rough mauling followed by me sucking her heavily clit and more gently penetrating her wet pussy was getting her to the period.
Marti had both hands on my promontory now and she brought her thigh closer together. Holding my face against her vagina as she bucked her hips up at my backtalk.
I pulled my fingers out of her and replaced them with my lingua. Trying to pervade her pussy with it. But her workforce brought me back up to her clit and she made it clear 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 lots extra fluid pumped out of her. I sucked it into my mouth and swallowed. Struggling to emit, trapped as I was, between her polish sexy legs.
Her orgasm slowly subsided and she loosened her traction on my haircloth and her legs parted, allowing me lift my face away from her gorgeous puss and then to sit up on my haunches.
I wanted to get my peter into her cunt right then. All I had to do was shuffle forward a metrical unit and lean down. Her wet gaping pickle would accept my strong cock without anyone needing to guide it. It was right there in figurehead of me.
'' I want to fuck you .... ''
'' Give me a hour, doll, you just get into me out a bit. ``
I sat there on my heel, between Jose Julian Marti 's legs, looking up the length of her naked body. Heaving breasts, a trickle of sweat between them.She was totally sexy. My cock throbbed, telling me how desperately it wanted to be buried in Marti 's cunt.
But 'no'means 'no', and 'not yet'means .... well it might mean anything except 'yes'.
My prick throbbed. Throbbed, I tell ya.
Susan turned to me from her position rocking back and forth on Jon 's cock.
'' C'mere ... ''
I moved up the bed to confront her and she brought her lips to mine. We kissed hot and labored, but really I realized that Susan wanted to try out Marti 's cum that was smeared over my face.
I fondled her knocker while she sucked my face and she rocked faster on Jon. My pecker was close to his face and I felt him grapple my erecting and pull me within range of his sassing.
Jon took my cock into his mouth while I kissed the woman he was fucking.
It was a waste scene and I felt like I might cum quickly, but I did n't want to.
With these girls here being so grungy I was more interested in getting inside some cooch.
'' You 'll make me cum if you do n't stop. ''
He did n't end. He snaked a manus up between my legs, put the flat of his hand on my ass and pulled me deeper into his mouth.
sucking hard.
But I really wanted kitty. Marti was n't set up ....
I pulled out of Jon 's oral fissure and moved behind Susan. Watched her ass bouncing up and down on Jon 's tool. I knelt depleted. Got close. Jon spread his legs slightly and lifted his coxa.
I was able to lick Jon 's orb while his putz drove in and in and into Susan 's cunt.
She felt me behind her.
'' You want some of this pussy, Michael ? ``
'' I do n't need to end Jon while he 's having such a nice prison term .... ''
'' Why not link up him ? ``
She bent forward, laying flat against Jon. Her ass came up and I had a acquit horizon of Jon 's dick in her pussy.
'' Come on ... there 's room ... ''
'' You sure ? ``
'' Well ... no I never tried it, but I want to. I want to right now. two-fold vaginal ... is n't that what they call it ? ``
Fuck me ! ! ! They ! What 'they'shout it. They, as in other hoi polloi. Not me. Not Jon. Now 'we'were going to be in the 'they'group !
I got up on my human knee, holding my peter in my fist. If she wanted to get married with a pussy that had recently been filled by two tool at once then I should facilitate her accomplish her aspiration. It was only polite. And the flock of my Friend cock in her cunt already was a huge turn-on.
They stopped their movements for a present moment and I was able to stead the head of my hard penis where I could press into her, stretching her pussy to take my cock as well as Jon 's.
Everything was slippery. I pressed the head of my cock ... felt Susan 's cunt stretching to accommodate a second fucker entering her.
Pressed harder and felt the finish resistance ebb away.
Then I felt my putz plunge straight down deep into her.
Felt it rubbing length against length with Jon 's hammer. We began slowly pumping Susan 's volition eubstance.
When we went in and out together it did n't play very well so we set up a counterpunch regular recurrence.
As Jon 's putz 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 word she knew and encouraging us. She was on the bound of cumming.
The apparent motion had the additional hullabaloo for me and Jon of rubbing our cocks against each other.
Like frottage, but inside a warm wet uncoerced snatch.
I was able-bodied to look over Susan 's articulatio humeri into the eyes of my friend as we fucked this female child. Watching him enjoying the pussy and enjoying feeling my laborious cock slipping up and down against the length of his.
Then Marti got in on the action by getting behind me and caressing my balls while Jon and I fucked her friend.
The friend she had hoped to seduce into a slight submissive gay woman had turned out to be far more : maiden dominating Marti and now taking two cocks at once into the twat that was soon to be promised to another guy.
I briefly wondered if her fiance was having as wild of a grass company as his bride-to-be. I doubted it. But then ... Jon was having a pretty wild time ... and it was still our initiative night.
But I brought my opinion back to where I was.
Pump pump ticker.
rooster against cock.
Slip slide skid.
Inside a slutty cunt.
squelcher schlurp.
So much. So a good deal natural process ... too much to utmost long .... I grunted that I was going to cum.
I wanted to sprout inside Susan and it turned out she wanted it that way.
As my orgasm began, Jon tensed below us both and cried out. He was cumming too.
Marti 's fingers slipped between my ass face and she tickled my asshole, as if I needed any more than stimulation.
It drove me wild and I rammed hard into her friend 's twat.
Jon 's was rammed hard as well and our cum shooting out and filled her up.
Both grinding oceanic abyss in Susan 's cunt until it began trickling out of her.
Susan was cumming the entire prison term we shot our consignment into her.
It all finally subsided. I pulled out of Susan and sat back, watching two lots of cum dribble out of her and down the duration of Jon 's stopcock, onto his balls.
Marti put a script on the spinal column of my head and directed me down onto it. Then her fount came along side.
We licked up the cum and Susan 's juice.
Licking from Jon 's glob, up the length of his shaft, still in Susan, and then around Susan 's stretched-out kitty-cat.
Then Marti pulled me up to confront her and we began Gallic kissing. We merged our cummy tongues.
Swallowing what we had licked up from our protagonist. Jon 's cum, mixed with my cum, mingle with Susan's.
Susan climbed up off Jon 's softening cock and lay following to him. There was room 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 taste the last of our cum.
I lay down next to him and Marti lay on the far side of Susan.
The two lady friend rolled onto their side, facing each early. Giggling and smoothing each other 's hair, 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 poking of my lingua, and he was able to sample the yield of all our effort.
Then I collapsed back, rolled over and lay following to him.
Our hands found each other 's tool, dampness and pasty and soft.
He chuckled `` I thought it was exciting just having a quick blowie. ``
'' Yeah, me too. But I still want that, chum. I still want to imbibe your cock until you cum in my rima oris. ``
'' Now worries. We only just got here. I want to do you too. ``
Susan chirped up. `` You guys buy us dinner and we 'll go a instant 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 ace that suited them best.
Jon and I did n't stimulate purpose. We were into getting each other off.
Which we did.
Repeatedly for the side by side two Day.
Sometimes in the company of Susan and Marti, sometimes alone. Jose Julian 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 point.
It was the best stag weekend ever. All four of us agreed on that.
Now that our admirer are married, Jose Julian Marti and I have a variety of thing. We meet every so often for a lost weekend.
She 's is sweet and sexy and her pussy is still the best I ever tasted .